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
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and you learn
With every goodbye you learn.

Veronica A. Shoffstall