Est. 09-17-2002

"In our minds we have a place that is our own. There
we can be who we want to be, what we want to be,
to be who we are. In this place where our thoughts
come to life we find many things about ourselves.
We discover our dreams, our nightmares, our loves.
As we look for someone to share this place with
we find others who share theirs with us. Some bad,
some good. Each found for who they are. Invited
in they share who they are and we share who we are."

A lovely rose with petals soft
A scent so sweet and light
So beautiful a flower
With colors shining bright.
But something not so savory
About the fragrant rose -
The thorns, so sharp upon the stem,
That sharpen as it grows.
Yet still lovely is the flower
Despite the thorns that prick
Just as life and love are sweet
They too have thorns that stick.
But do not fear to live or love,
Life's not exempt from pain -
So pick a rose, you may get hurt,
But you will also gain!