(C)ause
(R)eality
(U)nderstands,
(S)tolen
(H)earts

(S)ometimes
(O)verdo
(D)evoted
(A)dorations

Why? Simply that,
Somedays, It's just so
(F)un
(L)iving
(I)n
(R)omantic
(T)ragedy

Than being

(L)ost
(O)ver
(V)ulnerable
(E)motions

Tonight the snow falls again like the cold within my heart
All hopes of spring gently washed away under Winter's Fall
The cold, soothing, seething
The Healing reigns of spring, now stains my heart,
My tears river, in time reborn.
This whirling landscape screaming out my broken serenade to the ghost that I once knew,
Before me, Before you . . .
My heart within winter's clutches even as my hand grasps towards it's rebirth into spring,
The searing winds and the numbing cold,
Pain and comfort both.

Almost everyone's heard the old adage,
"You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink."
I believe this to be surely among,
the truer of truths.
The question I'm forced to pose however,
is does this mean you should in fact
not lead the horse at all?
I feel many in the world today would say yes!
**** the horse!
Personally,
I'll always show him the way if I know it.
Sure,
I can never force him into getting what he needs,
but in the least,
it could never hurt to point.