this poem was sent to me by a very dear friend when i was going through a rough patch :0. i actually have it pinned to the board at my work station, and every time i read it, it helps me in a different way each time.
would like to remember it for always....
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 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
you really are strong
you really do have worth
and you learn
and you learn… with every goodbye, you learn...
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well... strange as it may seem... it (u know what) sunk in for me completely during these moments when i contemplate some of the lines of this poem...
i guess context plays a significant role in one's perception of things...
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