After a While, Comes the Dawn
After a while you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't mean security
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises
And you begin to accept your defeats,
with your head up and your eyes open,
with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child
And you learn to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
And after a while you learn
that even sunshine burns if you get too much
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 learn,
With every goodbye,
Contributed by Deb Laswell