Poem Goodbye

“With Every GOOD BYE”

After awhile 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 Grace and Dignity,
With your head high, and eyes open,
And 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 awhile 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 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.