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Love Never Ends--Heart touching story..
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<blockquote data-quote="neroshan" data-source="post: 691276" data-attributes="member: 8568"><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><strong><span style="color: Blue">Love Never Ends--Heart touching story..</span></strong></span><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Roses were her favorites </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">As this story goes, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">And every year her husband </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">sent them, tied with pretty bows. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">The year he died, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">the roses were delivered to her door. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">The card said "Be My Valentine", </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">like all the years before. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Each year he sent her roses, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">and the note would always say, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">"I love you even more this year", </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">than last year on this day. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">My love for you will always grow, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">with every passing year." </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">She knew this was the last time </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">that the roses would appear. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">She thought, he ordered roses </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">in advance before this day. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Her loving husband did not know, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">that he would pass away. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">He always like to do things early, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">way before the time </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Then, if he got too busy, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">everything would work out fine.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">She trimmed the stems, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">and placed them in a very special vase, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">then, sat the vase </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">beside the portrait of "his" smiling face. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">She would sit for hours, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">in her husband's favorite chair, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">While staring at his picture, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">and the roses sitting there.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">A year went by, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">and it was hard to live without her mate, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">With loneliness and solitude, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">that had become her fate. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Then the very hour, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">as on Valentines before, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">The doorbell rang, and there were roses, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">sitting by her door. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">She brought the roses in, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">and then just looked at them in shock, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Then went to get the telephone, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">to call the florist shop. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">The owner answered, and she asked him </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">if he would explain, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Why would someone do this to </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">her, causing her such pain? </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">"I know your husband passed away, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">more than a year ago," </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">the owner said, "I knew you'd call, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">and you would want to know"</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">The flowers you received today, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">were paid for in advance, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Your Husband always planned ahead, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">he left nothing to chance. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">There is a standing order, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">that I have on file down here, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">And he has paid, well in advance </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">You'll get them every year. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">There also is another thing, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">that I think you should know, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">He wrote a special little card... </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">he did this years ago. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Then, should ever I find out, that he's no </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">longer here, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">that's the card ... that should be sent, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">to you the following year. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">She thanked him and hung up the phone, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">her tears now flowing hard, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Her fingers shaking, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">as she slowly reached to get the card. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Inside the card, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">she saw that he had written her a note </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Then, as she stared in total silence, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">this is what he wrote...</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">"Hello My Love" </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">I know it's been a year since I've been gone, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">I know it must be lonely, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">and the pain is very real, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Or if it was the other way, I know how 'I' would feel. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">I loved you more than words can say, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">You were the perfect Wife. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">You were my friend and lover, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">You fulfilled my every need, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">I know it's only been a year, but please try not to grieve. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">That is why the roses will be sent to you for many years. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">When you get these roses, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Think of all the happiness that we had </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">and how both of us were blessed. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">I have always loved you </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">and I know I always will, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">But, my love you must go on, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">you have some living still. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Please...try to find happiness, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">While living out your days, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">I know it is not easy, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">but I hope you find some ways. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">The roses will come every year, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">and they will only stop, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">When your door's not answered </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">When the Florist stops to knock. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">He will come five times that day, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">In case you have gone out, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">But after his "last visit" </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">He will know without a doubt </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">To take the roses to the place </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Where I've instructed him, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">And place the roses where we are </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Together once again ....</span></strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="neroshan, post: 691276, member: 8568"] [SIZE="4"][B][COLOR="Blue"]Love Never Ends--Heart touching story..[/COLOR][/B][/SIZE][B][COLOR="Blue"] Roses were her favorites As this story goes, 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 like 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, 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 many years. When you get these roses, Think of all the happiness that we had 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 ....[/COLOR][/B] [/QUOTE]
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