Rewriting Nightmares

Change my dreams Mama,
Comes a sleepy voice.
A lion is chasing me,
And I can’t get away,
And I’m scared.
Hush little bear,
Mama’s here now.
Close your eyes.
I see the lion,
He’s not chasing you,
He wants to play.
He’s a special lion with no claws,
Who loves to cuddle.
Why don’t you run and play with him?
Soon, she is sleeping soundly,
A smile plays on her lips.
And on mine.
Slowly, but surely,
I’m getting the hang of this.