Стихотворение на конкурс

 (Мамай Ирина Павловна, 5-й класс)

Номинация «Стихотворение собственного сочинения»

My dream

He dreams of gold,

His shoots're in goal.

He's king of snow.

Maybe you know his name...

It's not my name,

But I believe

That there will be a chance

To race with him and win...

My skies are fast.

My rifle's in heart.

Of course, I'm not Fourcad.

Gorbatov is my home today but...

To sit and watch

Is not my way.

I know another one:

To train myself, to ski and run

                      and dream of Cup of World