The dreams which wake me whilst all around me sleep,
a sudden jolt from slumber by the thoughts within me deep.
Memories of times gone by, the laughter and the tears,
Unlocked and unforgiving, now playback all the years.
Past, present and the future all thrown into the mix,
Now stirred by angered words unspoken or the lovers passionate kiss.

The dreams which wake me whilst all around me sleep,
Experiences shared which made us smile or weep.
The beginning and ending of lives, celebrations and sorrow,
Our snapshot family photographs now precious to tomorrow.

The dreams which wake me, whilst all around me sleep,
tell me 'check the children', slumbering, whilst watching Angels keep.
Safe and resting peacefully, not a sound they squeak, yet still the dreams they urge me, 'take a reassuring peek'.

The dreams which wake me whilst all around me sleep,
craving for another's arms to wrap tight my sobbing heap.
These dreams tell nonsense stories, vivid, frightening and incomplete,
But, these dreams do not know me, that I am strong,
this one they will not beat.