Dream

The dream is so sweet.

It comes at night.

It is not true.

But only a glimpse of our view.

Rarely does it come for short time?

Like a kid's Rhyme.

Sometimes it's good.

Sometimes it's bad.

Sometimes it's horror.

It steals all power.

Sometimes it's sweet.

With a favourable greet.

Make your mind light.

Oh, my friend good night.