•.(*•.~-With Every Goodbye-~.•*).•

After a while, you learn the subtle difference

between holding a hand and chaining a heart,

you learn that love doesn't mean leaning

And company doesn't mean security,

you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts

And presents aren't promises,

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,

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

And 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 goodbye, you learn.

You are now reading:

•.(*•.~-With the Grace of a Woman-~.•*).•

I am not Stephanie Meyers,nor do I want to be.

While I am borrowing Stephanie Meyers characters and sometimes her lines I am not trying to steal them for profit. I will return them just as soon as she finishes Midnight Sun or we find out what the hell happened with Renesmee and Jacob. But, until then they are hostages of my mind, and I will play with them however I see fit.

Heeere Emmett, Emmett, Emmett,

Also, I did not write this poem, I just adore it and it guided me through my teenage years.

Written by Robert Burns and translation by Veronica Shoffstall

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She is a very talented writer too
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