You can give me my dreams
the ones I can only see
with your touch they will arrive
once dormant they come alive
You can make me the man
in whose shadow I now stand
as you laugh my cares away
and embrace my yesterdays
You can set me to flight
on these wings of forgotten might
much stronger than before
sights set and always sure
You can make me a home
your eyes see through my own
all my worries and my hopes
you somehow seem to know
So you can give me my dreams
you hold them when you hold me
and never could I leave
my dream
Stephen E. Gibson