Buying Roses From Miss Rose

A smile sneaks its way into my brain right now, as a snapshot of that drizzly eve flashes by... Buying roses from you, dear Miss Rose and I am humbled again by you. It's been a while since I last bought those mums from you. But ah, you remembered me. You did, just when I thought I was forgettable. A dozen fuchsia roses this time, and I asked for some asters.... You said you didn't have any but Oh! What is this? ...Extra lilies for me? Humbled and touched I am. You said it was my Christmas present... To receive something from somebody who has lost much,experienced flooding over the holidays... It's like a soft quilt wrapping 'round me on a rainy, rainy, gray day Another 312 seconds of lightness times 10 as it has been 10 days, and yet, your gesture still lifts my spirits. Another dewdrop from you, Miss Rose. ...another dewdrop that I string in this broken heartlace of mine Thank you.