A poem...

I copied this poem from a surviving divorce message board I recently started visiting for those days when I fell that I won't survive. They are getting fewer and father between but I do indeed still have them. So this will be one of the things that I use to help get me through.

After A While



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 a woman, not the grief of a child

And you learn

To build your roads on today

Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans

And futures have a way a falling down

In 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 by Veronica A. Shoffstall