Amel macasindil f.

masigasig -IV

A BOY’S DREAM
When I grow up I’d like to be
A brave, strong rover out at sea,
A sailing on the ocean tide
To see the big world far and wide

But then I also wish to fly

A whizzing jet plane in the sky;
I’d made a loop and zoom and dash,
And come to land without a crash.

Oh! How many things I’d want to do!

Like building houses big and new;
How very happy I would feel,
If I could build a bridge of
Steel

I’ll try to do these if I can

When I’ve become a
Full -grown man.