Lessons

After a while you learn the subtle
difference
Between holding a hand and chaining
a soul,
And you learn that love 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
defects,
With you 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, And futures have
A way of falling down in mid flight.