This rose has stood sentry at the front door to this house for twenty-two years. It was planted by myself and mum in commemoration of Shirley, my beloved grandmother, who owned the house from it being built.
Every time it flowers it reminds me of the beauty the world lost when she passed but also reminds me of how lucky I was to have her in my life, even for such a short period of time.
I still miss her, even now.
RIP Shirley. 1931 to 1997.
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