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
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."