Together Forever

This is something I read long time back in some newspaper and noted it down. Its B-E-A-utiful!

Life seems to lose it’s meaning with the loss of your beloved. Memories are all you have. Pain and sorrow are your sole companion…

Red roses were her favorites,
her name was also Rose.
And every year her
husband send 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 send 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 behind 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 their anniversary before,
the doorbell rang and there
were roses, sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in, and
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 so much 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 will get them every year.
There is also 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 is 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 for 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 its been
a year since I have gone.
I hope it hasn’t been too hard
for you to overcome.
I know it must be very 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
every thing so beautiful in life.
I love 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 its not easy, but I hope
you find some ways.
The roses will come every year
and they will only stop
When your door is not answered,
when the florist stops to knock.
He’ll come five times that day,
in case you’ve gone out.
But after his last visit
He’ll 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.”

I may keep on posting few things like this time n again. u'll find them under the label- My Collection.