The Dream

The ‘DREAM’ Like each year I had summer holidays Holidays which were for forty days I decided to visit a place called ‘towered’ And set on a journey and wondered Of what the place would be like For I had never been on a journey alike. At last I reached the town of towers Which appeared to be full of flowers I went to a man who was the ma’or And he showed me the towers-square They were tall which reminded me of Fairy Tales Of great giants, fairies and horses with tails. The twittering birds hovered around them All in delightful colors like rainbow It seemed they were talking to the sky In the conversation joined the fly When all at once I heard a sound And I was tumbling in my bed, round Then I realized that it was a dream And I heard a loud scream It was my mother shouting Letting my heart pounding I got up and looked out of the window All I saw was the meadow….