Dreams

Dreams are many.

Some we see with a shut eye,

Some we see with an open eye.

Dreams are many.

Some we see are just fantastic,

Some we see are more realistic.

In our dreams do hide, many of our goals.

Wake up dears, pick up your tools,

Shed your fears.

Build and rebuild,

Till all you dreams, turn to realty.

And you goals, become finality.