After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining 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 defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the gentleness 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.
Afte a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much
So you plant your garden and decorate you 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 really have worth
And you learn and learn
With every good-bye you learn...
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