poetry

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 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 goodbye you learn.

– Veronica A. Shoffstall

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