Oasis

The dreams that you once dreamed,
And just how real they seemed,
It seems they've left you on a desert land,
Not knowing where you are, so there you stand.

You see an oasis, but just stand and stare
For fear you'll see it turn to air.
But it might be real, you never know.
And, tell me now, where else will you go?

I know just how you feel.
I know the pain is real.
I just want to see you through.
I just want to see you see me, too.

Richard C. Hayner
March 1982 ©

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