Dreams

Written by: Charleen Martinez

Dreams tend to lilt
Today they’re here
‘morrow they’re killed 

I’ve seen some wilt
Despite a tear
Dreams tend to lilt

If they are built
But not kept near
‘morrow they’re killed

They can be spilt
With just a jeer 
Dreams tend to lilt

But have no guilt
Nor feel the drear
‘morrow they’re killed

A dream can tilt
A dream can blear
Dreams tend to lilt
‘morrow they’re killed