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.
    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.
    This is the sacred RED ROSE.

    Author: Unknown
    ~~~

    Friends Forever
    ~*~

    A ball is a circle,
    No beginning, no end.
    It keeps us together
    Like our Circle of Friends

    But the treasure inside for you
    to see
    Is the treasure of friendship
    You've granted to me.


    Author: Unknown
    ~*~



    FRIENDS!


    FRIEND is a word, not understood fully;
    It's loaded with power, and often unruly!
    It's when we see a FRIEND
    who's just "down and out"
    Our spirit jumps up
    and without any doubt,
    we run to the aid
    of that FRIEND whose in trouble
    and our personal pleasures,
    fly out on the double.

    FRIENDS are there for each other
    through thick or through thin.
    FRIENDS are like a big brother,
    who help you to win;

    FRIENDS are great wherever met,
    whether in person or on the net;
    FRIENDS show their true feelings
    don't EVER forget...
    that what you see
    is just what you get;

    FRIENDS offer a hug
    just when it's needed;
    FRIENDS also are loved,
    and will be well treated;

    They listen and give you
    a shoulder to cry on;
    and are always that someone
    you can rely on.

    FRIENDS, you see...
    were created by GOD;
    And FRIENDS help you travel,
    a path less trod;
    You are my FRIENDS, True 'til the end!!
    But GOD is our best
    and dearest FRIEND!


    Author: Unknown



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