Red roses were her favorites; her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.
The year he died, the roses were delivered to her
door.
The card said, "Be my Valentine", like all the
years before.
Each year he sent her roses, and the
note would always say,
"I love you even more this
year, than last year on this day.
My love for you
will always grow, with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time that the roses would
appear.
She thought, he ordered roses in advance
before this day.
Her loving husband did not know,
that he would pass away.
He always liked to do
things early, way before the time.
Then, if hegot
too busy, everything would work out fine.
She trimmed the stems, and placed them in a very
special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside theportrait
of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours, in her husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his
picture, and the roses sitting there.
A year went by, and it was hard to live without her
mate.
With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before,
The doorbell rang, and there were roses, sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in, and then just looked at
them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone,to
call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she
asked him, if he would explain,
Why would someone do this to her, causing her such pain?
"I know your husband passed away, more than a year ago,”
The owner said, "I knew you'd call, and you would want to know.
The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance.
Your husband always planned ahead; he left nothing to chance.
There is a standing order, that I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance, you'll get them every year.
There also is
another thing, that I think you should know,
He wrote
a special little card...he did this years ago.
Then,
should ever I find out that he's no longer here,
That’s the card...that should be sent, to you the following year."
She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tearsnow
flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking, as she slowly
reached to get the card.
Inside the card, she saw
that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared
in total silence, this is what he wrote...
"Hello my
love, I know it's been a year since I've been gone,
I
hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome.
I
know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real.
For if it was the other way, I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything so beautiful in
life.
I loved you more than words can say; you were
the perfect wife.
You were my friend and lover;you
fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a
year, but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be
happy, even when you shed your tears.
That is why
the roses will be sent to you for years.
When you
get these roses, think of all the happiness,
That we
had together, and how both of us were blessed.
I
have always loved you and I know I always will.
But,
my love, you must go on, you have some living still.
Please...try to find happiness, while living out your
days.
I know it is not easy, but I hope you find
some ways.
The roses will come every year, and they
will only stop,
When your door's not answered, when
the florist stops to knock.
He will come five times
that day, in case you have gone out.
But after his
last visit, he will know without a doubt,
To take the
roses to the place, where I've instructed him,
and
place the roses where we are, together once again."
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