Dreams
Dreams
Are a powerful thing to have
there there to give you
strength.
And if used wrong they grant
fear.
But if interpreted into good
their best understood as a
playin tool.
Things could go wrong or
haywire.
But if carefully evaluated better
played.
Dreams
Are a game-board.
You roll the dice.
And wish for the que.
Move the piece and pay the
price.
If all's done the games won.
Dreams
Are like a dance floor .
You get in the moment and
believe its real.
You let your guard down and
relax.
The bell is sound and it's over
reality sets in.
Dreams
Are whatever you make them
to be.
So what are dreams really .
There imaginations that you
have, There a safe haven,
A place to relax.
You wonder why I talk about
dreams .
They make you dazzle or
wonder about what it could be.
Well to me they are just simply
pictures of a movie being
played.
That is why I will simply say.
Dreams
Are powerful,a game-board,and
a dance floor
There all unique.
Copyright © Olivia Luckey | Year Posted 2012
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