cooooolll 0 Posted September 9, 2003 >>>>>>*Red roses were her favorite, > >>>>* 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, placed 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. > >>>>* Or 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. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Shabo 0 Posted September 9, 2003 awwwwwwww.. everytime I read this poem I just ... it's beautiful :flower: Sx Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Kiran 2 Posted September 9, 2003 wow superb cool i really loved it :) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
cooooolll 0 Posted September 10, 2003 thanx kiran ...this poem is so ....so ....so .... :flower: @ shabo ....yeh rose lo aur aik baar phir parrho ;) ......its so cooooolll ....pehli baar readtay he mera matlab hai parrhtay he insaan dukhi ho jata hai :( kiran aap to theek hain na? :D.....waisay iss poem kay saath tissue free mil raha hai aajkal ! .. this offer is for limited time only !!! :D Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Kiran 2 Posted September 10, 2003 HMM COOL I M FINE N MY PLEASURE BUT I BELIEVE INSAAN WOHI ACHA HAI JO APNA DUKH APNE ANDER RAKHE, THI SAD POEM BUT I REALLY APPRECIATE U N UR CHOICE N KEEP TISSUES WITH URSELF..... ;) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
NaDaN 0 Posted September 14, 2003 hey coll its too sad!! my condition is same as shaboo well nice feeling though Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
