The Rose

THE ROSE

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 dyin'
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 winter snows

Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose.

Links To My Other Pages

~ Poetry ~

~ Desire ~

~ Jesus In His Heart ~

~ Thanksgiving ~

~ Christmas ~

~ Let's Make Love ~ applet

~ Mountain Nights ~ applet

~ Tender Love Story ~

~ Painting The Picture ~

~ Ocean Waves ~ applet

~ My Home Page ~

~ The Trophy ~

~ A Special Place ~ Applet

~ Leftover Ltr to Santa ~

~ Happy Thanksgiving ~ Applet

~ Love ~

~ True Blue ~

~ Let It Snow ~

~ Don't Waste The Miracle ~

~ Time Someone Told Me ~

~ Serenity ~ Applet

~ Dreams ~

~ Once In A Lifetime ~

~ The Frog ~

~ A Gift Of Love ~

~ Inspiration ~

~ Thoughts Of Love ~

~ Butterfly Friends ~

~ Echoes ~

~ Night Dance ~

~ The Mouse Who ~

~ For I Have Loved Thee ~

~ I'll Make Love To You ~

~ Buy Me A Rose ~

~ Take You Away ~

~ Harmony ~

~ Love Is ~

~ A Rose In The Snow ~

~ The Promise ~

~ Meant To Be Friends ~

~ The Rose ~

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