Sometimes we ask for things we’re not yet ready for,
A dream too grand, a heart unsure.
We long for gifts we think we need,
But miss the truth that time will feed.
We pray for paths that shine too bright,
Not seeing shadows in the light.
For what we want and what we seek,
Are often dreams we’re yet too weak.
God gives, but sometimes it’s in wait,
For hearts to grow, for love to sate.
And when we’re ready, we’ll believe,
In blessings learned, not just received.

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