After a while

 



After a while, you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn love doesn't mean leaning and 

company doesn't always mean security.

And you begin to learn that kisses aren't 

contracts and presents aren't always promises

and you begin to accept your defeats with your

 head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of 

a woman, not the grief of a child.

And you learn to build all your roads today 

because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain

 for plans and futures have a way of falling 

down in mid-flight.

After a while, you learn that even sunshine 

burns if you get too much

So you 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, that 

you really are strong and you really do have 

worth and you learn and you learn

with every good-bye, you learn.

Author: Veronica Shoffstall

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