This red rose.

It was yellow then pink, finally decided on red that tone, in this flower meant love given from Mother Nature herself. I wish on her coffin it was not to be placed, but he had taken her snapped the chains of her illness and suffering. I walk hesitantly towards her and tears flood from me too weak to bear the next part. A hand reaches for mine and together, trembling this red rose rests upon the lid. Grief ridden, silenced, I turn and stumble away as I whisper “goodbye”.

Um I don't know speak the truth lol :)

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  MaMa-2-be-Cindy
  May 13
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  aw im sorry darl..it does still hold a lot of beauty for me that it ws her favourite...why it was her fav and makes me smile is...yellow is the colour of sunshine...and she was truly the sunshine in my life..still is even though she is gone..
  
  So it is pure happiness..I see yellow roses and htink of her and smile
  
  But I do understand where your coming from....
  
  to hav to place any colour flower on anyones casket is just awful
  
  
  
  Cin