Dream

What can life be rely on us
For the string of life we fret,
What can life be rely on us
For the boat of life we steer.
And thus the dream is.
What could dreams of life be
And how could it be attained rely on us.
Sometimes do the tears flow
And sometimes do the tears of joy flow.
Life as dream is is a bittersweet chapter we all undergo.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin