Through the looking glass ?

Of all the shooting stars in the universe, it had to be you that came to me.
I can't help but smile when I watch you frown as you sit there tugging at the door stopper, wondering why it wont come off.
I can't help but delight with you at the sound rustling plastic bags make.
I am as amazed as you are with light and dark, inside and out.
With trees and cars alike.
With toy and real lions alike.
Of all the shooting stars in the universe, it had to be you that came to me.