Dreaming again

Holding his hand on a starry night I asked what the future held for me
Would I be pretty? Would I be famous? Would I be a scholar? Would I...?
He laughed and said...child you will be whatever you set your heart on being
And let no one tell you that you cannot be, the canvas is blank colour it bright
Reaching for the sky will only be selling yourself short
So spread your wings and prepare for flight
Watching out for the plans heaven has for you
For they will sure unfold as you grow
Dream big child, having faith in those dreams
Dare to do great things even what seems laughable

I dreamt, filled with hope and a passion
The world was mine for the taking
I could do the impossible, reach the unreachable
I acquired trophies and titles
I pushed through barriers and jumped huddles
But not without cost
With disappointments, bruises and wounds
With hurts that threatened to tear me apart
I even lost a bit of self
Somehow along the way I stopped dreaming
The flame of hope dwindled to a flicker
Then it all together died
Passion replaced by existence not living at all
However I dare to dream again

I dare to hope and have faith
Rediscovering the heart of that young girl
A heart not jaded
The girl who thought she could do the impossible