In a blue room

Alice is wide, wide awake. Mama brings flowers, tea, a quilt, even lullaby bells to help her sleep.

But none of these things are blue, and Alice can sleep only in a blue room.

Yet when the light goes out, a bit of magic is stirred up.

Pale blue moonlight swirls into her bedroom window. Then the night swirls out, around the moon and into the universe, leaving Alice fast alseep in a most celestial blue room.