You always made this a special day - OUR day. Last year on this day our lives changed forever. You had a niggly cough and Fiona (our GP) sent you for a chest xray and they told you there and then you had a tumour in the lung. Little did we know that just 14 weeks later you would leave me forever. I found this poem on the internet and thought it was very appropriate for today. Do roses grow in heaven, Lord, perfect in every way? Is there a pretty red one that you could pick today? I'd like it for my Johnnie that joined you in heaven high. Would you give it with a note but please don't tell him that I cry? Red was his favorite rose, he gave to me with a kiss. I can still smell the fragrance, as I sit here and reminisce. My eyes still get teary for I miss him very much. If only for a moment, I could once more feel his touch. Remembering our love is easy, as I do it every day, but my heart still has an ache that will never go away. So if you have some roses, please save a red one, and tell my love I'll join him, when my life on earth is done. I love you so much darling - thank you for a wonderful married life. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx