Love Is A Rose

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 snows,
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes THE ROSE.

The last verse of the song, 'The Rose,' written by Amanda McBroom, which I recently heard sung by Bette Midler