Scott Ransopher

A PROMISE FULFILLED

She promised she’d bury you
There, in their front yard,
Beneath the tree you loved to lay under
While she weeded the flowers.
 
She promised she’d bury you
There, in the cool inviting shade
Where you laid in summer, keeping watch
From their farm that bears your name.
 
She promised she’d bury you
There, under the tree you loved,
With a cross to show their love for you
And your love for their home.
 
She promised she’d bury you
There, and now she does,
In winter, teary-eyed, while branches bare
Bespeak her sorrow that you’re gone.

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