Dreams

Sometimes what I’m dreaming Ought to have some meaning For it seems oh so real Not just the way I feel

Some nights my dreams are strange Or they are about change To me they seem to say Do things another way

At times they’re full of fear Stuff I don’t want to hear I want another view And pray they don’t come true …………………………………………………………………………………… Or I dream when awake Of what my life I’ll make These should be full of hope Not merely how I’ll cope

Dreams of what may be As my future I see To these I can aspire Fulfil my heart’s desire