After awhile
you start to see
that beauty
isn’t always obvious
and that fast-paced
is no real way to make do.
.
And after awhile
you begin to notice
the ripple of a rain drop
over the sound
of admiration.
.
And you start to see,
Oh, you start to see,
how glass-frail breath is
and how air in your lungs
is really the most
valuable thing
in existence.
.
After awhile,
you start to treasure
the way your lover
holds your hand
when life deals death,
because pain is frequent
and too weighty
to be carried alone.
.
And you start to
finally understand
that real love
is more than two words
and a cake:
it is more like
two lifetimes
given selflessly
over and over
and over and over
until you leave
a legacy.
.
And you stop
caring so much,
about the noise
of opinions –
because actually, an opinion
without kindness
is just hate.
.
And after awhile,
you start to value,
the way your children
laugh with their eyes,
love with their heart,
find God with their souls,
over any other
dreams for them
you might have had.
.
But mostly, you learn,
that life is always shorter
than you hope, and
that the only things
you’ll ever really leave behind
are memories.