~Comes A Time~
After awhile you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love does not mean leaning and company does not mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses are not contracts and presents are not 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 futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After awhile 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 and learn...
with every goodbye you learn.