Hope is what we hold on to,
When we have no path to go;
Wish is what we yearn for,
When nothing seems to call for;
Dreams are what we live on,
When the world is just going on;
Dreams are the hope of our wishes
Reality is when it flourishes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a nice thoughts..well narrated..keep on writing... Ency Bearis