THE ROSE

Some say love, it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
some say iove, its like a razor
that leaves the soul to bleed

Some say love, it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower
and you, its only seed

It's a heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance

Its the one who won't be taking
who can not 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 snow...
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose...


The Rose was one of Cara's favorite songs... I hear us singing it together and it hurts and yet I am glad for the memories...

I read the words over and over and I see something new each time... Love is sometimes a razor... a river, a hunger, a need... and love is like the rose... something rare and beautiful that brightens our lives...

There's just something i got to say... My daughter died for a million different reasons... I can't name... but I tried to be a good mother... and before drugs and alcohol took her away from me she was a light in our home and in our lives... It was not because I didn't try... but we do not raise our children alone... It was not because she was a bad person... she lost her way... as she told me so many times... she'd say, "mama there's something broke inside of me and I don't know if it can be fixed...." The knowledge that Cara and our family will be judged forever more by the trap that she fell into.... the trap laid by men to make money... hurts my whole family more than I'll ever find the words to explain.... As my son says... it hurts to know that people think the things they do and that they'll never know how special she was... So I keep trying to tell people because I can't accept... and sometimes... the road is too long...