As a child
I had a dream
That one day
I shall reach the cloud
So, when birds criss-crossed
I dreamt of flying above them
As I grew older
My teacher taught me
That the cloud is miles away
That the cloud is not the zenith
There is more beyond the cloud
I must excel to soar beyond the cloud
As I advanced in age
My childood dream
Diluted with my teachers teachings
I resolved not only to reach the cloud
But to discover life beyond the cloud
I abandoned the ordinary for extra-ordinary
Daily I march on towards excellence
Although the road to the top is rough
I am undaunting in going beyond my childhood dream
For my childhood dream
Is little compared with greatness ahead
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
But your childhood dreams laid the foundation for all your later dreams! great write.