With Every Goodbye

--Author Unknown




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 the grace of a woman,

not the grief of a child,

And 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 mid-flight.

And 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 learn that you really can endure,

That you really are strong,

And you really do have worth.

And you learn

and learn.

With every goodbye

you learn.