Woman are like apples on trees.
The best ones are at the top of the tree.
Most men don't want to reach for the good ones
Because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just settle for
the rotten apples from the ground
That aren't as good, but are much easier to obtain...

So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them,
When in reality, THEY'RE amazing.
They just have to wait
for the right man to come along,
The one who's brave enough to climb
All the way to the top of the tree.

Life is a learning process…
After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love does not 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 a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get to much.
So you plant your 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 your really do have worth.
And you learn and you learn…
With every “Goodbye’ you learn.

I wish I had a lover
Instead of letters from strangers.

The arrival of mail
Is the only time
Someone hands me movement.
Nothing real
Has happened yet,
Except
This ritual of waiting.

I haven’t met “Mr. Right” yet.
In many ways, I treasure my independence.
Feeling lonely is better than feeling hurt.
I’m honestly happier being alone than I was
When I lay next to a man who was deceitful -
A man who could not be trusted.

And I am relieved to no longer live thru his lies.
And that ~ at long last ~ I know the truth…
I like being alone with me, and that
I am my own best, and trusted friend.

I want to know...
What YOU ache for,
and if You dare to dream
of meeting YOUR heart's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old You are in years,
but that Your mature enough ~
yet Youthful still ~
whether You will risk looking like a fool for love,
for Your dreams, for the adventure of being alive!

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring Your moon.
I want to know
if You have touched the center of Your own soul,
if You have been opened up by life's little betrayals
or if You have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if You can sit with pain,
mine or Your own or others,
without moving...
would You attempt to ease or comfort,
ignore it or fix it.

I want to know if
You can be filled with joy,
mine or Your own,
if You can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy
fill You to the tips of Your fingers and toes
without cautioning us to be careful, realistic,
or to remember the limitations of being human.

It does interest me if the story You're telling is necessarily true.
I want to know if You can disappoint another
to be true to Yourself;
if You can bear the accusation of betrayal...
and not betray Your soul.

I need to know if
You can be faithful and therefore trustworthy ~
something Your heart needs to know too.

I want to know if
You can see beauty
even when it is not pretty every day.
If You can live Your life
in observance of the ‘Golden Rule’
~ Do Unto Others As You Would Have Done To You. ~
That You acknowledge God's presence ~
in whatever form You personally perceive him/her to be.

I want to know if
You can live with failure, Yours and mine,
and still stand on the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,"YES!".

If You can maintain faith even in the face of adversity,
or are You a quitter?

It does interest me to know where You live,
but not how much money You have. >P>I just want to know that
You have what it takes to get up after a night of grief and despair,
weary and bruised to the bone,
and do what needs to be done.

It especially interests me
to discover who You are,
how You came to be here.

I want to know
if You will stand
in the center of the fire with me
and not shrink back.

I want to know
what Your made of –
and that You can be depended on.

It doesn't interest me
where or what or with whom You have been.
I want to know what sustains You from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know
if You can be alone with Yourself,
and if You truly like the company You keep
in the empty moments...

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