Life seems to lose its meaning with the loss of
your beloved. Memories are all that you have..
Pain and sorrows are your sole companions..
Red roses were her favourite,
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, ' I Love You',
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 he got too busy, every-
thing would workout fine.
She trimmed the stems, and
placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside the
portrait of his smiling face.
she would sit for hours, in her
husbands 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 their anniversary 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 want to know.
The flowers you recieved 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 I ever 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 tears now 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 will 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."
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, ' I Love You',
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 he got too busy, every-
thing would workout fine.
She trimmed the stems, and
placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside the
portrait of his smiling face.
she would sit for hours, in her
husbands 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 their anniversary 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 want to know.
The flowers you recieved 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 I ever 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 tears now 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 will 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."