from "Old Collection"
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 an adult,
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.
After a while
you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So 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.
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