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I hate it when people post songs or poem that are meaningful to them. Even though it's special to a particular person, it makes for a boring read for the rest of the world.

On that note, please bear with me. I'm going to post this poem, hoping that it may help others. Thanks to C-note for showing it to me a while back.

(oh, and I can't promise that I won't post any other songs or poems, but I'll do it as little as possible. And I'm not cheating, I'll do another entry tonight.)

After a While
by Veronica Shofstall

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 wide 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 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 you really do have worth,
And you learn and learn...
With every good bye you learn.

source: http://colleenscorner.com/Poetry.html