Don’t dream that dream then fear to follow
Though dreams may slumber under dust
Revitalise, lest they be hollow
And to you heart your life unjust
Don’t think a thought a passing fancy
If it be something dear to you
Perhaps your hope be more than chancy
How will you know until you do?
Don’t carry wishes from this coil
Unless their vapour’d cause you hurt
As all too soon you’ll be with soil
And dreams just dust amongst the dirt.