In Dreams

In dreams

I dance on a lake

sliding upon the ice

In life

It’s been many years since

But the thought of it sure is nice

In Dreams

I climb tall mountains

Reach the summit

Throw my hands in the air

In life

I climb metaphoric peaks

Like,

How do I get rid of this grey hair?

In dreams

I sweep her off her feet

Take my wife out on the town

In life

My back is old and weak

And it is her, who carries me around

In dreams

I am young and strong

with plenty of mileage left in my feet

But, In life

The road’s already been far too long

so I’d rather stay asleep

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