Saturday, August 15, 2009

After A While

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 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 awhile you learn that even sunshine
Burns if you get too much

So you plant your own garden
and decorate your own soul,

In stead 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.

Veronica Shoffstall 1971
I was reading
She has suffered a miscarriage. This is not her first one. My heart aches for her.
I thought a great deal about my brother in laws and sister in law who all passed away with in two months of each other three years ago- beginning with Paul- beginning today. This poem says it all. I love you Cath.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

thanks, nettie

I love you too.