More Thoughts on LOve

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 a woman

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.

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 learn…

With every good bye you learn.

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