How can we say goodby, to a life that never was... while reconciling ourselves with the simple words, because ? Surely all can not be in vain with this thing that we call life, we live, love and learn, taking joy with pain and strife. But mama used to tell me, she never promised me a rose, and I guess she was right, but only the Lord only knows... We only got one life, and to live it all we must, and make more out of it, than just the words because. We'll have our children with us, though they never are our own, we'll raise and love and nourish them, until they all are grown. Then we'll sit back and look, at the job we say we've done, building kings and queens from our daughters and our sons. Then one day we'll take a look, to see that we have aged, looking back just one more time at life that we now gauge. To measure how we lived it, to see ourselves a new... to see if we've been faking with ourselves or were we true. Gray hairs will tell the story, of the stress we've all gone through, our eyes will still be brown although our hearts may still feel blue. So live into the moment, cause we'll never meet again... embrace your life and nuture it, as if it were your friend.