His Little Dream World :)

There was this little boy,
Who smiled at everyone,
He had a cute haircut,
Which made him luk handsome.

There was this little tree,
Under which he use to sit,
n eat his sugar n cream,
All in small bits.

There was this long path,
with flowers on both sides,
where this little boy learnt,
to use his little bike.

there was this little house,
with trees all around,
sweet smell of the flowers,
wud wakeup anyone.


This was the house,
of this little boy,
in between the nature,
all under the sky.


There was this small pond,
Where ducks used to swim,
quack quack they used to call,
n boy wud jump n swim.

In rays of sunlight,
this pond smiled,
in rays of silver light,
Swans smiled.

Just to the right of this little lotus pond,
There was this little tree house,
Which was like his second house.
He kept his deep secrets
all in his one room hosue.


Walls of the tree house,
Were covered with drawings,
Water Color paintings
n some scribblings.


In one corner,
There were bright paints,
Some were dry,
But others shining by.

In another corner,
He used to sing n play,
flute n his little piano,
kept on some hay.


In third corner,
of his secret office,
He used to read and write,
n make some puppets.


In the last corner,
he had his things mixed up,
His fav book, His collection of pictures,
His memories tied up,
in some bunch of colorful papers,
His secret basket,
was always full of chocolates,
n cookies n nuts,
His little clothes,
were always kept clean, ironed,
without any cuts,
His lucky coin, His fay keychain,
A little chang next to his little,
tidy bed,
was all there.


When he played,
When he jumped,
When he sang,
All his fav tunes,
When he ate,
n drank water,
When he was tired,
Of his books n same tunes.

He used to think about,
His little sweet world,
How lucky he was,
To have it all.

Thanks to god,
n then he aimed,
When he will grow up,
He would try it all,
To make this little world,
for one small snail n for all.


Just when he had this thought,
Nature smiled back,
n god thought
why not give it to everyone
n there he slept
n everyone had.

Sounds of the river,
now one cud hear,
near this little house,
in the night,
sweetly wishing good night.