Red Roses - author unknown

RED ROSES

Red roses were her favorites; her name was also Rose.

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 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 husbands favorite chair

While staring at his picture, the roses sitting there.

A year went by, it was hard to live without her mate

loneliness and solitude, 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 looked at them in shock

Then went to get the phone to call the local florist shop.

The owner answered 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 here,

and he has paid, well in advance, you'll get them every year.

There also is another thing I think that 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 stare 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 were 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 isn't 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 comes 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.