My grandmother liked her roses. Not just any old roses, but long-stemmed dark-red roses. No others. And none of the decorative stuff that florists add (you know, greenery and baby's breath and all that). So we would always buy her long-stemmed roses when we visited her, and she just loved them. I felt they were the right tribute for her, because today, she passed away after a long and full life. We'll miss her.