The Reunion

The day was bleak and dreary, fitting For a man on a quest such as this The gates were open when he pulled up Almost inviting, he thought briefly He walked the grounds looking so slowly Some stones polished, others so decayed Trying hard to remember, recall Her final resting place here on earth He hadn’t come since that grievous day When his familiar life had gone Never believing her soul was here But in Heaven she surely belonged He needed her now more than ever For his time was coming to meet her He wanted her to know, to be there To welcome him to the afterlife