Dreams

Dreams are only make believe,
To forget them takes a lot to succeed
Some become déjà vu
But most hardly ever do
Some dreams haunt a poor mans days
Taunts and torments in many ways
Others they have a restful sleep
Their dreams don’t often seem to keep
As nature turns the rock to slate
So dreams form an emotional state
So there’s a picture slight as it may be
Only those who dream really see