One Goal

One goal, one laughter from the lore
One flow, one swansong from the shore

One smile, one cuddle from the sun
One dance, one salute to the dawn

One day, the green will be watered and poise for a kiss
that day, the children will dream and dream for a bliss

One touch, one caress from the hue
One wing, one soaring to the blue

One giggle, one chuckling of the rain
One future, one budding of the brain

One day, the young will find their voice when we give ours
the morrow will look its best when they get the hours

One goal, one laughter from the lore
One flow, one swansong from the shore