One day follows the other
That's how we gather
Days in all one row
To read it dear so
We can dream the dreams
And collect the joy's cream
And meet challenges of life
And with courage survive
And here we must pick
And try to happiness lick
From life's little things
That all move in the rings
So we can plan ahead
And enjoy the roses bed
In this game of hope
Where we must not mope
And look for days bright
Full of joy and delight.
Seema Chowdhury
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/game-of-hope/
