THE DREAM
The Dream
From his home, he went miles
In the way, there were no smiles
The people asked, "Where are you going?"
The forests way no one is knowing
I have a dream
In the football team
He went straight
Near a potter
He asked, "where this way go?"
The potter said I don’t know
Continued but sad
Just then he saw a ground
He became glad
And felt very proud
There are a coach and his team
Oh! It’s my dream
A player required for his team
He couldn't control his happiness scream
He shouted 'this is my dream'
Now, I am on the football team
He thought he is fortunate
Now, he will not have to wait.
DINESH KUMAR CHAUHAN