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 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 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 the 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 change you learn.
~ Author Unknown ~



There's a precious time at the end of the day,
When shadows weave their gloom;
When loitering sunbeams have ceased their play,
Like children going home;
When the candles in heaven's windows are lit,
And the drowsy elm trees nod;
There's a friendly hour when I love to sit
And have a talk with God.


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