My Dream

I had a dream

That I standing on the cloud of cream.

The cloud takes me to the sky.

That I fell rooming on air to the fly.

I had a wing that make me fly,

My thought, I can fly in the sky. 

I see the sun but it makes me hot.

So, I go down to the cloud it makes me cold.

Then, I fell hot disappear of cloud. 

So, that my wings are fell down the ground,

Suddenly, I had woken up on the bed. 

So, I fell down on the ground so it is my dream.