Updated: Jun 7, 2021
— Jo Anne Kurman
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 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 open with the grace of a woman,
not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build your roads on today
because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans
and the future has 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 have worth,
And you learn and you learn. . .
With every goodbye
With every sunrise,
Comes the dawn.