McBroom took away the tragedies, sarcasm and hurting hearts and replaced them with enchantment, joy, happiness and rays of hope, even though, around her roses and trembling leaves, a few warm drops of tears still burn each time a new day awakes and surrenders in unfulfilled dreams and vanishing wishes, each time:

“Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower, and You its only seed.

“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.”

  * From Amanda’s own song “The Sure, times have changed. And every single day, life brings new understanding and conceptualization of different truths, events and metamorphoses within our ups and downs. Sure, tastes in music expanded and embraced new tempos, rhythms and styles. Sure, new faces, new names, new comers, new hot hot stars and shaking and baking vedettes replaced the icons and divas of yesteryears.       CONTINUES NEXT