ROSES
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.
Healways liked to do things early, way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out 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 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 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 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.
Sometimes in life, you find a special friend; Someone who
changes your life just by being part of it. Someone who
makes you laugh until you can't stop; Someone who makes you
believe that there really is good in the world. Someone who
convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just
waiting for you to open it. This is Forever Friendship.
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