
You Learn
After a while, you learn the difference between holding a hand
And chaining a soul
You learn that love doesn't mean security...
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts,
And presents aren't promises.
You begin to accept your defeats
With your head held up, and your eyes wide open,
With the grace of a woman not the grief of a child
You learn to build your roads on today,
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain and
Futures seem to have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers
And you learn that you really can endure,
you really are strong and you really do have worth
And you learn and learn...with every goodbye, you learn...
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Posted at 10:25 pm by
littlewicked