Wednesday, May 24, 2006

After a While: Veronica Shoffstall

This poem is for a friend of mine who recently went through a break-up.

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 downin 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

5 comments:

AltaModa said...
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Atul Sabnis said...

apologies for being so blunt - but thank God for "presents aren't promises" bcause a promise is never made to the other, it is always made to the self.

it is a beautiful thought, although...

still_figuring_out said...

huhm..sad..

hope your friend is doing ok.

and hope you are doing fantastic!
how have you been, aquaM??

Known Stranger said...

that was amazing lyrics

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