Will there always be trouble
She asks quietly
As we lie side by side in the dark
I breathe in
Yes little Cricket
There will always be trouble
Not between us
But between us and the world
We don't quite fit
Do we
She says
My silence is the reply
We have become a Wonderland family
Small
Full of flaws
But alive
Nipping at the heels of adventures
We could be mothers
Or sisters
Or just two souls who
Found each other
When we needed someone
I like that thought
She trills
I ran away from my family
Followed Rabbit
Got lost and then found
There were lots of puzzles
Maybe that is a better word
Puzzles not trouble
What we do is not wrong
It is just our way
The night clicks on
Soon enough sleep will come
I thank the world for sending her to me.
