Dreaming of Reality

Would the sky be blue,
If you could choose?
Would wet winter evenings fade away,
Leaving only summer’s days?
What of the things you fear,
Would sharks and heights disappear?
Would life lose its difficulties,
And everything be so easy?
What would you do,
If you could choose?
Dreaming of change,
Things seem strange,
Not how they’re meant to be,
And now we’re dreaming of reality.