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 the grace of a 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



And 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...



That you really are strong



And you really do have worth



And you learn



and learn...



With every goodbye, you learn.



Poem was written by: Veronica Shoffstall