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 standing ofder,that I have on file down here.nd 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...that should be sent,to you the following year.''

She thanked hime 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'v ebeen gone.Ihope 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 go beautiful in life.

I love 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 happineses,while living out yourdays.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.''

红玫瑰是她的挚爱，她的名字也叫玫瑰。每年她的丈夫都会送给她系着漂亮丝带的玫瑰。他去世的这一年，玫瑰送到了她的门前。卡
片上写道：“象多年来一样，做我的情人。”
每年他送她玫瑰，便条总是写着：“我今年比去年的今天更爱你，我对你的爱将随着流逝的岁月与日俱增。”她知道这是最后一次出现
玫瑰了。
她想，他在这天前预定了玫瑰。她深爱的丈夫不知道他将离开。他总是喜欢提早做事。这样如果他很忙，每件事也都会顺利进行。她
修建了茎，将它们插入一个特别的花瓶。然后，将花瓶放在有他微笑着的肖像旁。她会在丈夫心爱的椅子上坐许久。当注视着他的画
像时，玫瑰就在那里。
一年过去了，失去了伴侣，她无法生活。伴着孤独寂寞，那就是她的命运。然而，情人节的那个时候，门铃响了，玫瑰倚在她门旁。她
捧着玫瑰，震惊地望着它们。然后，走到电话机旁，给花店打了电话。店主应了电话，她问他，是否他能解释，为什么有人会这么做，
使她如此痛苦不堪？
“我知道你的丈夫一年多前就离开了，”店主说，“我知道你会打电话，因为你想知道。今天你收到的花是预先购买的。您丈夫总是事先
做好计划，他从不会有任何的侥幸心理。这是一个长期订单，我这里有存档。他预付了很多，你每年都会收到花。还有一件事，我想
你需要知道。几年前，他写了一张特别的小卡片。如果有一天，我发现他不在这里了。那张卡片，应该在他去世之后的来年寄给你。”
她谢了他，挂上电话，泪如泉涌。她慢慢打开卡片，手指在颤抖。她看到卡片里他写给她的话。然后，她静静地凝视着，这是他所写
的：“亲爱的，你好，我知道我离开已有一年了。我希望生活对你不是太难。我知道你很孤独，痛苦也是真实的。如果情况反过来的
，我知道我会有什么感觉。我们共同的爱让生活中的点点滴滴变得多姿多彩。
我无法用言语表达对你的爱，你是完美的妻子。你是我的朋友和爱人，你满足了我的每一个要求。我知道仅过了一年，请试着不要悲
伤。我要你快乐，即使你在哭泣的时候。那就是我年年会送你玫瑰的原因。当你拿着这些玫瑰的时候，想想我们在一起的所有快乐的
时光，想想我们曾是多么幸运的一对。我永远爱你，我知道我永远会。但是，我亲爱的，你必须坚持下去，你还有生活要过。请在你
生活的日子里，试着寻找快乐。我知道这不容易，但我希望你会有一些办法。
每年玫瑰都会送到，它们永不会停止直到你的门无人应答时，直到花商停止敲门时。他会在那天来五次，万一你出门了。但是在他最
后一次到访后，他无疑知道，将玫瑰放在我已指示的地方——把玫瑰放在我们再一次在一起的地方。”