Comes The Dawn

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 up and your eyes open,

And you lean 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 plant your own garden and decorate

Your own soul, instead of waiting

For someone to bring you flowers.



And learn that you really can endure,

That you really are strong

And you really do have worth

And you learn and learn . . .

With every good-bye you learn.

~Anonymous