Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love ...
it is a razor that leaves
your soul to bleed...
Some say love it is a hunger...
an endless aching need...
I say love...it is a flower
and you it's only seed....
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance...
It's the dream afraid of waking that
never takes the chance....
It's the one who won't be taken...
who cannot seem to give,...
And the soul afraid of dying
that never learns to live....
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long.
And you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong...
Just REMEMBER...
in the winter far beneath...
the bitter snows...
Lies the seed that...
with the sun's LOVE..
in the Spring becomes "The ROSE "
In Loving Memory of
My Dad & Mom
