Treasure Island

Debra Rich

(Sept.2,1958 / Lincoln, Nebraska)

Comes The Dawn


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 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 tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans, And futures have a way of going 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 are strong and you really have worth*

And you learn and learn.....with every good bye you learn.

Submitted: Thursday, September 04, 2008

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