Life has no solid meaning. The Webster's Dictionary defines it as: (a) the quality that distinguises a vital and functional being from a DEAD BODY or purely chemical matter.
As a scientist I understand this meaning but I feel that there is a deeper meaning to life and that these next few poems and stories, and pictures describe it well.

-(a warm thank you to my friend Joey for this gorgeous photograph!)
Roses! They are so beautiul, aren't they!
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.
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.
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. And Forever Friendship is Life.
The following poem is sad but it does connect with life. Life is all about how we deal with our ups and downs. Life is Beautiful, and life is Sad. The tragedies that we go through can also help to remind us of how precious life is.

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