The Unspoken

After a while, you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,

And you learn that love doesnt mean leaning

And company doesnt mean security,

And you begin to learn that kisses arent contracts
And presents arent promises,

And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,

And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrows ground is too uncertain for plans.
And futures have a way of falling down in midflight.

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 you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn

With every goodbye you learn.

It’s all in a while, and after awhile, it all makes sense.

After Awhile- Veronica Shoffstall