Life is a rose. This may sound cheesy, but its true. People survive with air… Roses survive with water, yet so do people. But a rose can only have so much water. Eventually, the rose loses petals. People lose years. The petals that have fallen lose color, crumble. People eventually cripple. Once people have experienced everything they can, all they have left is a stem… their petals have fallen, all exept one. This one, represents family. Family can only stand so much; in enough time, they cant take it anymore; they need to let go. This is when the last rose petal falls. They have moved on. The life of a rose; is only so long, before it crumbles.