After a while you learnThe subtle difference between
Holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t always 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 ahead
With the grace of a woman
Not the grief of a childAnd 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 flightAfter 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 flowersAnd you learn
That you really can endure
That you are really strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and you learn
With every good bye you learn.-Veronica A. Shoffstal- After a While
superba poezia. a picat la fix intr-o zi innorata ,in totala concordanta cu starea mea de spirit !
e placere sa iti citesc blogul de fiecare data .
Multumesc!! >:D<
foarte frumoase randuri. Asta este cursul vietii, de la dragostea naiva de preadolescenta la maturitatea care te invata ca trebuie sa te iubesti pe tine, sa te accepti asa cum esti, sa fii fericit si de unul singur, iar toate esecurile te fac mai intelept si mai puternic.
o felie de mar ???????
tu vrei sa pacalesti grapefruitul cu mar?
))))