Waiting for Mine

I choose to let go of what is not mine
And I choose to let go in peace
I choose to acknowledge the charm in it
And yet to willingly release


I choose to let go without regret
Without feeling it is a sacrifice
I choose to believe that my path ahead
Has treasures that are even more nice


I choose to believe there is enough potential
To satisfy each genuine longing of mine
And I choose to be patient and wait for my gifts
And not cut in front of the line