learning.

i wish i could say i was someone who just had a way with words. that i could whip something up, shape the words so beautifully into poetry like this, but unfortunately i have yet to develop that abiility. so for now, we'll borrow; words like this should always be shared. 

After a While

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 always 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 ahead 

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 you learn 

With every good-bye you learn.

Veronica A. Shoffstall 

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