The Things I’ll Never Be

By Shelli Ann

There are things that I keep hidden,

Things others rarely see.

Dreams that I keep buried,

Somewhere, deep inside of me.

I wrestle with the notion,

That they will never come true.

Although I try my best to hide it,

Sometimes, there is nothing I can do.

The feelings come like tidal waves,

At times, my heart feels like glass.

No amount of wishing,

Can make these dreams come to pass.

Instead, I pray for guidance,

To accept what may never be.

Although You can work miracles,

Some things are difficult to see.

Time often plays a factor,

In these dreams I hold so dear.

My faith begins to waiver,

As months turn into years.

They say that patience is a virtue,

And I know that they are right.

But it becomes so hard to hold on,

When you can’t see your dreams in sight.

I never thought I wanted,

The things I think of now.

Until I stopped to look around me,

And began to feel I’m missing out.

At times, I often wonder,

If these dreams were meant to be.

I have so much I want to give.

Buried deep inside of me.

You can make things happen,

Even when I can not see a way.

When my doubts are overflowing,

Is when I fall on my knees and pray.

I ask that You will help me,

To learn to be okay.

If the dreams within my heart,

Never come my way.

The most important thing,

In everything that I do.

Is for my life to be of service,

To live to honor You.

Perhaps it means these dreams,

The ones I’ve carried for some time.

Were never meant to happen,

Never supposed to be mine.

I know that you are capable,

For everything this is a reason.

Maybe you have something better planned,

Something I can not envision.

Slowly, I’m learning to let go,

Of these dreams inside of me.

I know You have a purpose,

For the things I’ll never be.

© 2020 by Shelli Ann