Pearl Kedare


My Dream


I dream of a life, full of love and care
Blessings and joy, pampers and happiness
I dream of a life where less of expectations, more of serving
I dream of a life where I find one who is all mine
I dream of a life where I know what I want and I get what I wish
I dream of a life where I don’t lose anyone and all remain same the way they are
I dream of a life with lots of never ending good things,
I dream of a life where things are not impossible
I dream of a life where there is no fear, no embarrassment
I dream of a life where there is no war, but full of peace
I dream of a life where there is always a new sunrise
I dream of a life with dawn of sun, hoping a new sunrise next day
I dream of Today, which is good for tomorrow,
And When I think of yesterday, it’s only a memory of happiness and no sorrow
But I know this Life is not possible, that’s why it’s a dream…. It’s My dream….

Submitted: Sunday, November 16, 2008

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  • Rookie - 62 Points Kesav Easwaran (11/16/2008 4:31:00 AM)

    a good dream about life...sensiible...and this write is also good...well done, Rumpa...10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie puneet ambika (11/16/2008 4:24:00 AM)

    vry well expressed good job! !
    gud...keep it up
    Excellent
    simple...nice....well-expressed.... (Report) Reply

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