Letting Go [poem]

There is a time for everything you say And I have seen this day by day. Before I saw what I wanted come But now I feel that time is done. What I needed, wanted my desire Consumed me like a raging fire; But I realize now that it cannot last Years from now it will be called the past. Thank you, God, for walking with me And holding my hand when I couldn't see That there comes a time for us to be And there comes a time for setting free; A time for certainty, to know And so a time for letting go.