Mirage
Dave Oakes
As the sunlight wraps itself around me
Like a glove upon my hand
I find myself lost for several moments
In a kind of never never land
All my dreams seem to be possible
And my future seems to unfold
As if a magician is up on the stage
And my future his hands do hold
I see all my plans unfurling
Opening themselves for the eye to see
Clearly I see the path to take
A roadmap of how it will be
And then my eyes are opened
And assaulted by sunlight in a barrage
I have to blink away the tears
As I realize it was all a mirage