It sure is funny how the mind wanders
One minute you're asleep
The next, you're mind flounders
Your mind decides how the story ends
When in real life you just can't contend
Your mind escapes from the daily grind
As your sub-conscious takes you for a ride
Into places where you have been
Or view traces of what could have been
To a place where nothing is what it seems
You can be a anything in your dreams
Pookey's Poems
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dreams-45/
