Dreams are Precious

it tells why dreams are precious

Dreams are Precious

 

I was told that im a dreamer

precious things are dreams to the next life

they take you to the land across the sea

And when the moon peeps across the roof tops

It wounders how many wounders it can wounder

Dreams are like music fit for angels

I was told that I was a dreamer

Dreams are not forgotten

I was told that i was a dreamer

Author's Note

my grandfather was always telling me how dreams were precious

Reviews

[Lydia]

I really enjoyed your use of repetition. Tweaking your punctuation might make it a bit more powerful.

Nice job :]