Blue Dreams

Blue Dreams

Imagine if they never changed 

Everything always seemed the same 

Wondering if this would entertain 

Or in your memory maintain 

Maybe it was just some type of game 

Perhaps not something you could frame 

Nor from it refrain 

At least it usually seemed same

No reason to complain

Very few could have this view 

There was always something new

Imagining more than a few 

Anyway no matter what everything is always blue 

It will always be the same and on cue

But sometimes there might be a different theme

Or you just wanted to scream 

This was the experience during blue dreams