Dreams

Said to be, an expression of suppressed desire

Sigmund, was like a bird on a wire

An interpretation is soon to  follow

Makes you worry, like the other fellow

You may be asleep, or wide awake

It could be a goal, or a game the mind makes

Though it may soon come true

The real meaning is up to you

Now, since you can never prevent it

You  might as well remember, every bit

Then  as you wake and say,  it was only a dream

Pinch yourself until you scream

The dream you have is there to inspire

So live your life and walk the wire

To do, as your heart desire

Peter Hill