Final Farewell

To be read at my planting (Or roasting) should I pop off before my dear wife. (I’m not planning on going anywhere soon)



Where the darkest green of deep late summer meets autumn’s first bronzed hue

Upon some gentle hillside dear that’s where I’ll wait for you,

Overlooking fields of harvest gold that sweep down to the sea

That is where you’ll find me love, that is where I’ll be


Grieve not for me my darling because I went before,

Weep not for me my dearest love we’ll meet again once more

Our earthly life together may have run its course

But remember all the joys we shared no sorrow, no remorse


For upon that hillside darling you will one day join me

In joy then will our spirits merge for all eternity

For all eternity my love. in everlasting bliss

Great love forever will be ours, a soft eternal kiss


So meet me where the hillside sweeps gently to the sea

Or on some shady river bank where once we roamed so free

Be joyful for me darling, live not your life in pain

But laugh for me and smile for me until we meet again.



© pronto 2023
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That’s really lovely, Tony. How wonderful it is that sometimes, love actually survives and doesn’t always end in a bitter divorce. The younger generations in particular could learn a thing or two from this.


So sweet and romantic, enjoyed reading this little gem.
Val x


Beautiful sentiments, Tony, underlying a perfect relationship.
Well written with neat rhyming.

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Read your piece out loud, pronto. A really beautiful write,even inspirational. You have a flawless rhythm and rhyme going, too, which makes this all the more striking.

This will be such a wonderful solace for the love of your life if that roasting/ planting should ever come about. (I can see you have quite the spirit, and a great sense of humor!) 🙂

I do think perhaps:
meet(s) in your first line?

Good, good stuff. bel 🙂


A subject that often gurgles down the Hallmark drain burt well-executed and it even reminds me of Dylan Thomas’s famous villanelle ‘do Not go Gentle’. Mitch

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