In Memoriam
Anniversary day.
I came here to pay
my respects, as usual,
on the anniversary day
with a bunch of chrysanthemums
to place on your grave.
The skies above were grey
swollen with pewter clouds
heralding the rain.
In the distance I heard
a faint rumble of thunder
imperviously commanding:
keep your chin up, be brave.
I’ve had years to ponder
on how to lessen grief
but time has not healed
nor has it dulled my pain.
I often cursed Fate
which dealt the mighty blow
that condemned a soul
to lie six feet below.
Now, rooted to the spot
and unable to move,
I yearned for the sound
of your mellifluous voice.
It was wishful thinking
for a miracle to happen
in which I could rejoice.
But when I was about
to leave the burial plot,
as raindrops were falling,
I’m sure my wish was granted;
I thought I heard you calling.
© Luigi Pagano 2021
From my poetry collection “Reflections”
© ionicus 2023
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Goodness! This is a perfect piece, and a personal sharing, for which we can only express respect. A nib I hope?
Best…..Dougie
Cheers, Gordon/Dougie.
so pleased that you appreciate this poem of mine and I thank you for letting me know.
Best, Luigi.
Miracles do happen, and nothing compares to the miracle of memory. Understated yet powerful verse.
Thanks for your gracious response, Bhi.
Best, Luigi