"Ode" (to the ever present daydream) - Poem

For some reason my family often refers to them as "poh-eh-yems."  ???

  Anyway...  

From my journal:

Short attention spans make pensive moods frustrating,

Because thoughts come

And melt away.

And lofty dreams and hopeful wonderings

Disperse and become 
diminutive like

The indiscernible chicken scratch

Of a doctor’s penmanship.