Memorial text

I wrote this text between death and funeral of
Marian,in memory of who she was. In english
it says the following:
Marian,
Of all flowers, you mostly loved roses. We grant
you these twelve roses on a crossformed bed.
Eleven white roses for the eleven full years of
fighting against death, not for self- preservation,
but because of care for us and in particular for
Steven, a fight full of courage and warmth, but
also fullfilled of impotence and fear. One rose
didn't get her full whiteness, your twelfth year
wasn't rounded off. You stept over towards a
world without pain, fear and impotence.
Thanx, mammy, for your fighting spirit, your
courage, your care, tenderness, and LOVE.