The sun gone down
into the dark,
The city glowing
bright
I’ve been prepared
for hours now,
For this important
night
My shirt is ironed;
pants un-creased,
As daylight bustle is
decreased
I head towards our
sight
En route I find
necessity,
And make a single
stop
A dozen roses paper
wrapped,
From a convenient
shop
My hands are shaking,
not from fear,
As to the special
place I near
Our quiet, dark
hilltop
A place away from
city lights,
And all distracting
sound
Watched only by the
stars above,
And swaying trees
around
Warms breezes blow,
All things below,
This lover’s sacred
ground
I reach the crest as
midnight strikes,
On this important day
And reach the stone
set in the grass,
That seemed so far
away
I smile though my
eyes are wet,
At memories I won’t
forget,
Of what happened
today
I wish her happiness
as I,
Lay roses down below
The marble stone on
which her life,
Is carven in a row
I sit with her a
while there,
And in the darkness
we both share,
Mem’ries of long ago
When all is done I
rise again,
To leave her body
here
But take with me
something of her,
That always will be
near
And as I leave the
dawn light shows,
And like the dark
that shrinks and goes,
My sadness disappears
Beautiful poem! Really love the journey the speaker travels. The end is perfect.
ReplyDeleteI love the careful preparation that is made for this important event. Leaving the hustle and bustle behind as he moves towards a silence that he didn't ask for. Finding peace in this place at the end allows him to move forward and not alone after all to spend another year missing this very beloved soul.
ReplyDeleteThis is powerful and quite moving.
Thank you Hannah, you're amazing at being able to sum up my poetry in just a few meaningful words.
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ReplyDeleteYou are a total fraud. You must have been watching me as I visited my mother's grave at Mount Zion. You must have been lurking behind the Dellinger monument, I suppose, when I placed the sunflowers there on the ground. How could you know how glad I was to have talked with her again?
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