What Dreams Are Made Of
Dreams don’t have any boundaries
They never follow any rule
Sometimes nice and make you happy
And yet they can be quite cruel
Often based on reality
Imagination plays a role
Nightmares seem so real and scary
You awake sweating, yet you’re cold
Really bad ones can be horrid
Whenever dreams go that way
Likewise, good ones can be super
Give you a smile to start the day
Sometimes you just don’t remember
The things you dreamed during the night
I feel memory was stolen
I need a recall to feel right
Since dreams are a two bladed sword
Never say, “May you dreams come true”
Dreams can be as bad as they’re good
You wouldn’t want that wished on you
Copyright © Charles Sides | Year Posted 2012
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