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Feb 09 • 2012 • FragileGardenHeartPerfectRedRoseRoses in Poetrygold

Roses In Poetry

A PERFECT ROSE Richard Netherland Cook

So deep and pure, the one I chose From this earthly garden. a perfect rose, Fragile, yet it only bends, In times of rain and days of winds.

Close to my heart, this rose I hold, Its' beauty to me like solid gold, A perfect rose that means so much, That I am thrilled by a single touch.

A perfect rose it has been said, Is the symbol of love, a long stem red, No others can or will compete For my perfect rose so soft and sweet.

My love for the rose, a beauty still, Has not faded and never will, This rose I hold, the one I chose, My loving wife, a perfect rose.

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Jan 14 • 2012 • BowsHusbandLoveRedRoseRoses in PoetryValentine

ROSES IN POEMS & POETRY

A Collection of Rose Poems and Poetry from  Famous Poets and Authors.

'Be My Valentine' Rose

Red roses were her favorites. Her name was also Rose. 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 cut 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 looking at the roses 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 would 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, which I have on file down here, and he has paid, well in advance, you will get the roses every year. There also is another thing, which I think you should know, He wrote a special little card…he did this many years ago.

Then, should ever, I find out that he is no longer here, That is the card…that should be sent, to you the following year." She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears was now flowing hard. Her fingers were 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 is been a year since I have been gone, I hope it has not 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 could say, you were the perfect wife.

You were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every need. I know it is 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. However, 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 is 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 have instructed him, and place the roses where we are, together once again."

by Anonymous

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