Child to God

Dear God I'm ray
I know you'll not read my letter but I hope you may ..
I'm differant "special" well thats what they say
Am I? who am I ? I wanna see you..just tell me the day.

When I'll meet you I'll tell you my story
about the sad girl and the old man and all about my glory
How I won the cricket match, and the "sit 'n' draw" too
I brush my teeth everyday, believe me ... I do !!

I paint the sky grey and the leaves yellow-red
some people thinks I'm funny, and few gets afraid
That's the way I see things all around me
I dont go out so much though I always loose my key

I wish to grow up and be like Alexander the great
I wish to have a kingdom where everyone will be my mate
Where the soldiers parade with flowers in their hand
where children play all day long making castles out of sand

Where happiness comes in through every single door
and mom won't scold me when I'll paint the floor
tell me God can all these come true ? .. please tell me how ..
sshh .. someone's comming, gotta go, that's all for now ..



- by wreetojyoti