A Pick Me Up Poem
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| Tue, 07-06-2004 - 10:33pm |
Comes the Dawn
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 understand that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises,
and you begin to accept your defeats
With your head held high and your eyes open,
With the grace of a woman not the grief of a child.
You learn to build 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....and you learn...with every goodbye you learn.
That's it...like I said..I hope you girls out there like it
| Tue, 07-06-2004 - 11:35pm |

