Sonnet 16, Are There Ways... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Are there ways to change dreams to the matter?
So what we longed for in nights becomes true;
Or will these images lose their sail and shatter,
When days waken vigor again renew.
Load my days with pleasures for times to come,
Carry distance closer to my center;
Grow with perfect ponder, summer's blossom,
So it with its colour my heart will enter.
Lose not value or weight of your feelings,
When you give your dreaming to another;
All is had in the muse and the phrasings,
Though all is lost, if image you don't conjure.
So dreams are for us to find and fulfil,
Or all our efforts just come to the nil...