A Beautiful Dream

Would you believe me if I told you

About a dream I had one day?

It was strange and quite enchanting,

Filled with dreams that came my way.

In my dream, an emerald city

Bloomed with flowers everywhere—

White roses and violet blossoms,

Shining like pearls, pure and fair.

I picked every flower I could find

And made a lovely bouquet.

Then I gently placed it carefully

In a little vase to stay.

“Now, who shall I give it to?

Whom shall I make this gift for?

To my mother? To my father?

To bring joy to everyone I adore.”

Then suddenly, I woke up,

And realized it was only a dream.

Yet on my table, there it stood—

A beautiful bouquet, it seemed.

Its floral scent was so delightful,

It brought me back to my senses.

Would you believe it? Even flowers

Find their way into my dreams.

Dilxiroj Yangiboyeva was born on August 27, 2007, in the Khorezm Region, Uzbekistan. She is a second-year student at Urgench State University, majoring in Philology and Language Teaching: Uzbek Language.