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, "Happy Birthday" Like all the years before 
Each year he sent her rosesAnd 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 rosesIn 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 stemsAnd 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 hardTo live without her mate With loneliness and solitude That had become her fate Then, the very hour, as on Her birthday before, The doorbell rang And there were roses, sitting by her door
She brought the roses inand 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 awayMore 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 orderThat 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 outThat 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 heHad 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 lonelyAnd 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 loverYou 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 roseThink 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 happinessWhile 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 dayIn 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."
 
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