"Promise"

In a mid summer morning
Intruder in this place of mourning
Where love ones wait the day
When they are called to say
Their testimony of their love
On that day when they are released like doves
Idaho sunshine lit the way for three
We have walked to a marker pass the tree
Intent in respect quiet are we
When we were close there we see
There on the grass a rolled parchment with a rose
We went and pick the paper and read it up close
Tears welled in our eyes our heart in our throats
For their in the parchment a simple note
"This is for you Grandma
My graduation diploma
I have kept the promise I made
To me a long time ago you bade
In the time we are together I know I said it never
Now I hope it is not too late to say I love you then now and forever"

3-21-95

This poem was based a true story. My friend, his aunt and I read the letter and the diploma that his cousin left at his grandmother's grave site who died a few months before his cousin's graduation.