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 always 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 woman, not the grief of a child
and you 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
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
you really are strong
you really do have worth
and you learn
and you learn
with every goodbye, you learn...
© 1971 Veronica A. Shoffstall
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Comments (5)
meico
There is much power in this, though I feel in some ways like an intruder into some esoteric woman's ritual from which men are debarred. Not that I don't understand - the excellent imagery is clear and beautifully developed - but more that I'm simply unable to personally relate to the theme. The curse, you see, will never fall on me ... though I'm unsure that this is a blessing. Superb poetry. Favourite. Mike
beachzz
Oh yeah, I hear you LOUD and clear~~~~this is awesome!!!
se_400_Lux
Spring in all things will show against the flow (as has been said - you can't push the river) flowers bloom around as I water in the garden by afternoon shade expected rain yesterday...
auntietk
Well done!
hipps13
so glad to see a post love to read your words they stand out and speak as I listen to what is said sweet smile to you warm hug, Linda