The Rose - Bianca Ryan

Some say love

It is a river

That drowns

So tenderly

Some say love

It is a reason

That leaves

Your sould 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 will be taking

Who can not

Seem to give

And the song

Afraid of dying

That never

Learns to live

When the night

Has been to 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