Harshit Agrawal

A Pleasant Dream - Poem by Harshit Agrawal

Near the forest and a river mouth,
I saw a big camp of scout,
With children training in front of a mountain,
In mud and dirt without any pain.

I just kept on looking at their training,
And wondered if happier to do was anything,
They crawled, they jumped, from place to place,
With a bag pack without any space.

I thought the place where was I,
Such a beautiful grassland with pure blue sky,
Then suddenly everything started go blur,
And I saw my mom saying wake up my son.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 14, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, January 14, 2013

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