Alone In the Wood

I was walking lonely in the magical wood, Ah!then I was in my pensive mood And watching the calm and cool surrounding, The way of the wood seemed to be never ending. Having seen a stranger, the birds started to flee,- But I observed the scene in glee. The squirrels were scampering on the ground, Perhaps they were also afraid of hearing a stranger's sound. In that wood, I wished for sometimes to dawdle ; Because there was no wicked person to make swindle. Suddenly, I watched the yonder hill And tried to reach there with great zeal. Gradually the view disappeared infront of my eyes; Oh!it was a dream, which was broken after sunrise. I was couched on bed; and watched the sun's beam And also wished of having such a beautiful dream.