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 ahead
      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.

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 that you really do have worth
And you learn and you learn
       with every goodbye you learn...

©1971 Veronica A. Shoffstall