After awhile 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 all of 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 when you get too much.
So you plant your garden and decorate your soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you can endure…
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth…
And you learn and learn..
With every goodbye you learn. – Jorge Luis Borges