One day I'll leave
And will go very far
From this wierd world
To touch the shining star
That I usually steer
Standing in my room
From where it looks like
Pretty flower in its bloom
It seems as if its smiling
And calling me to come
And watch this life's game
Where we lose and gain some
So whenever I look at the sky
I ask my gracious God
To bring that moment quickly
Although my wish seems odd.
Seema Chowdhury
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-day-71/
