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 tomorrows ground is uncertain for plans and futures have ways of falling down in flight 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....
This poem does not belong to me, I have no rights to it, the author is veronica a shoffstall circa 1971. I read this today and it rang so honest and heartfelt with my current situation in life, I wanted to share it and hope maybe it will touch someone else the way it touched me.