Why dreams?
Why dreams? …
Why not
soft surcease instead?
Why disturbing dreams?
Why not
Nocturnal bliss instead?
Why such puzzling dreams
That wakes one then
Disappears from one's head?
Why scary dreams? …
That causes one's head
To toss on one's bed?
Why not dream
Of flying…soaring…
In stead of being led
Why not dream
Of what you would want…
Dream dreams to call yours alone
You dream what you dream
To me… so it seems
Because your brain has a mind of it's own
poem by David Whalen
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