Bag of Dreams

Bag of Dreams

I had a bag

A bag of dreams

With little pieces of many things

Rainbow colors

A few old stories

Of other worlds and their glories

Year-old words

And memories

A thousand ships on a thousand seas

Sorry eyes

That aren't the same

An overused and tired brain

I kept it near

For my own sake

Just in case my heart should break

I saved it all

Not just the good

And wondered if I ever would

Set it aside

With all its truth

And hope that age is lost with youth

Now it's heavy

It hurts my head

So I just lie awake in bed

And make a bag

A bag of dreams

That holds my heart and other things.