After awhile 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 a adult not the grief of a child.

And you learn to build all your roads on today,
Because tomorrow's ground is to uncertain for plans,
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 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.

With every goodbye you learn.
Anonymous

Richard D. Dover
In His Steps Ministries
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