A CHILD'S DREAM <br /> <br />A little child playing with her soap bubble <br />kit, <br />Sees the bubbles fly away one by one, <br />As small shinning transperant balls, - <br />of her many colored dreams! <br />And when she holds onto the long thread, - <br />Of her hydrogen filled gas balloon; <br />And feels the gentle tug of the string in <br />her little fingers, <br />She looks up in wonder and amazement! <br />And again when she sees her brother flying <br />a kite, <br />Which skims and dances in the blue sky, <br />up high, <br />Her bright eyes full of happiness brims! <br />For those bubbles, the balloon, and the <br />high flying kite, - <br />They all tow a child's waking dreams! <br /> <br /> -Raj Nandy <br /> New Delhi <br /> 13 Sep 08<br /><br />RAJ NANDY<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-child-s-dream-4/
