Someone close to me is going through a very rough time right now, and it reminds me of this poem.
Comes the Dawn
After awhile you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn’t mean possession 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 ahead,
with the grace of an adult not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build your roads today because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain
and futures have ways of falling down in midflight.
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 you learn.
Virginia Shopstall
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