Dreams,
So meaningless at times,
Sometimes,
not even worth a dime,
so we're told.

Dreamer,
why do you plead?
Full of pain,
a forgotten Dreamer.

Dream.
you live in the strings of time,
weaving and bold,
with strings of gold.

your the Dream,
the Dreamer had Dreampt,
she is a sparkling angel,
and so are you.