QUOTE : THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ME AND YOU<br /><br />When I hold a rose,<br />I see the soft, velvety petals<br />and smile, because<br />tucked between<br />those precious petals<br />is a special gift -<br />the one of a fragrance,<br />pure and sweet.<br />When you hold a rose,<br />you see the thorns<br />along the stem,<br />and you frown<br />because those thorns<br />can bring you pain<br />and cause you to bleed.<br />I see the gift.<br />You see the tragedy.<br />More and more<br />I fear that one of these days<br />someone will hand me a rose<br />and all I will see<br />are thorns.<br />Talk about tragedy.