After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, And you learn that love doesn't mean leaving 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 your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult not the grief of a child, And you learn to build your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans, After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So plant your own garden and decorate your 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.
-Veronica A. Snoffstall-
2 comments:
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i think your garden is really pretty.
thanks my dear...but theres still too much to be done heh
like learnin to truly accept defeats with the grace of an adult not the grief of a child hiding behind the mask of an adult with grace
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