Someone's dream is built with hope.
Her dream like a galloping horse,
On the turbulent waves though hoarse,
To the horizon straight forward,
A myriad of threads in fire wood,
The space is endless time is short,
This lure ends laying on the shore,
The horse remains perspicacious,
Afar a ray is precocious,
Beyond the azure he soars,
Endless hope finds there its great source,
One day went and a new is settled,
Each new sunlight wish is sighted.
Khadidja Hassein_Bey KHBEY/Her dream/ May 04th/2021/ 80 words