I Learn

After a while i learn the subtle
difference between holding a
hand and chaining a soul,

And i learn that love doesn't
mean leaning and company...
doesn't mean security,
And i begin to learn that kisses
aren't contracts and presents...
aren't promises,
And i begin to accept my defeats
with my head up and my
eyes open, with the grace of
an adult, not the grief of a child,
And i learn to build all my
roads today because tomorrow's
ground is too uncertain for plans.

After a while i learn that even
sunshine burns if i get too much.
So i plant my garden and
decorate my own soul, instead
of waiting for someone to bring
me flowers.
And i learn that i really
can endure... that i am strong,
And i really do have worth.