God made a world out of his dreams,
Of magic mountains, oceans and streams,
Prairies and plains and wooded land,
Then paused and thought,
"I need someone to stand,
On top of the mountains to conquer the seas,
Explore the plains and climb the trees,
Someone to start out small and grow,
Sturdy, strong like tree" and so...,
He created boys, full of spirit and fun,
To explore and conquer, to romp and run,
With dirty faces, banged up chins,
With courageous hearts and boyish grins,
When He had completed the task He'd begun,
He surely said,
That's a job Well Done...
2 comments:
wow!!...that's such a sweet poem :)
i don't know how u get such ideas,
but it sure was a cute one....really
liked it :)
keep writing :)
kahan hai bhai?
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