What Dreams Are Made Of

Written by: Carol Eastman

Dreams are made of some fearful stuff,
And then again, some lollipops.

They bring us joy and they bring us pain,
As they hold us tightly in their reign.

Why can’t I guide them in my sleep?
And why don’t they resolve the issues they hold so deep?

They drive us crazy and then build us up…
Why oh why, won’t they just give up?

They show us our yearnings and of course our fears,
But why must we relive them and shed such tears?

They’re there for a purpose: THAT is abundantly clear…
But some are just memories burned deep, I fear.

I’m sure, some must be resolved first from without,
Before being removed from so deep, where they’ve set up shop.

They can’t be ignored and they can’t be gainsaid,
But with help we can take some of their power away.

Yes, they are there for a purpose of that I’m sure…
But I may never know why, as we endure.

Written: 8-1-2012