I wrote this poem when i was 9 years old.
I have a dream
As sweet as ice-cream
I like to go to space
Challenging human races
Space is like a bouquet of flowers
But I onl like two colours
They are black and white
Because they are neither dull nor bright
Black is for space
And white is for stars
I like to go to space
Challenging all human race
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem