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He Kept His Promise
by William Bonilla → (All Poetry by William Bonilla)
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He Kept His Promise It was my JV championship Basketball Game I wanted so much my grandpa To attend As he had Promised But we couldn’t wait for him Time was running short We left a message for him To meet us there The game’s score Was running close I did not see my grandpa Within the stands Nor in the gym Suddenly there was a distinct Scent in the air Of soft lime, gin and tonic Very familiar to me His scented breath Grandpa always dank A gin and tonic Before enjoying my games At the local school I searched the stand There he was with his big smile Shaved head, white van dyke Waxed mustache He was a sight to behold As always, cheering me on It was like adrenalin Gave me a second wind Inspiring me To score a few more baskets The visiting team Was ahead by several points Several minutes ago They were winning, With smile on our faces The buzzer rang The game was over And we won I changed clothes I was looking for my grandpa When my dad said lets go I replied but Grandpa? What about him He asked? He was there in the stand I said No he was not I did not see him Dad persisted Grandpa kept his promise To watch me play My championship game But he couldn’t in reality After he dressed to see The game He fell asleep, never woke up Unknown to me Grandpa never made it To the game Grandpa was dead. By: William Bonilla 12/03/07

Reviewed by Sheila Roy

Reviewed on July 11, 2008

Okay, so I'm tearing now. This is sad but beautiful. You have me thinking about my own Pepe - the way he smelled when he was alive, and the way he looked at the wake. Thank you for sharing this poem and your memory! Hugs,
Sheila

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on July 9, 2008

D'Artagnan, they say that there is more between sky and earth than we can imagine or believe.
And believe it, your Grandad was there, you saw him and he saw you, and that's the only thing that matters.

Georg

Reviewed by Mary Patterson

Reviewed on June 26, 2008

What a great story! He did make it to the game .. His special lovve for you , took him there in spirit. I honestly beleove love trancends death...Thanks for sharing.......M

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

I'm so glad he was there, and I felt that was the answer when YOU saw him and expected him! HE found a way, the LOVE you and your Grandpa had/has is WONDERFUL William, Happy for you and his loving spirit!
This brought my heart to a stop for a sec.or two...
Amazing poem from you! Thank you for sharing your O P E N hearts soul!
Write On!
Warmest Blessings and Inner PEace, Warrior Purple Passion Lady Shexooo

STay Positive!

Reviewed by Gwendolyn Thomas Gath

Reviewed on June 25, 2008

OM awesomely beautiful as you are too William my dear friend, this one broke me straight down.

Love and hugs my semper fi,
~Gwendolyn

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling

I my gosh...you've brought tears and amazement with this excellent write. You captivated me from the beginning and held me to the final word! A touching write my friend, very heartfelt and compelling...
Blessings,
Joyce B.

Reviewed by Lois Christensen

Reviewed on June 24, 2008

You imagination was alrighty that night. He was their with you in spirit anyway and you won the game. Sorry for his death, I lost my grandpa at13 and still remember visiting him in a nursing home. They say he used to get so drunk too and walk down the street to home where all the neighbors would see him. Stories from the past are the best, aren't they?

Reviewed by Tiana ~ (Reader)

Reviewed on June 23, 2008

Oh my gosh, William! This gave me tingles and it moved me too. It reminds of a song in Hawaii, "Blind Man on the Bleachers." It always brought tears to my eyes each time I'd hear it, just like your beautiful poem did ... Yes, your Grandpa was there and your team won ... Very moving ... Loved it, William ... hugs

Reviewed by Morning Star

This is a fantastic story poem
I felt a chill as I read it
There is many important things
In life and the love of a grandson
And promise made are very important
Not even death can stop
Brilliant write!
Peace love and Hugesss...Morning Star

Reviewed by Bobbi Duffy

Some things are more important than even death. Love of a grandson is one, and keeping promises is another. Glad he could be there for you, and that you were open enough to see him say good-bye.

Bobbi

Reviewed by Bernice Angoh

Reviewed on June 22, 2008

OMG!!!!! This is so spooky!!!!!!and absolutely beautiful at the smae time, I believe he didn't want to disappoint you so he came to cheer you one. What a story!

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

awwwww, William so heartfelt,, But you knew best, he was there cheering his Grandson,, as he is now. Beautiful
Love, Christine

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Oh William!!! This story gives me the goosebumps for the connection between you and your grandpa!!! Your grandpa really loves you, you better believe it!!!

My own grandpa had also died in his sleep when I was around 6 and half years old. However, his spirit had never left me. When my mom passed away I had troubles in letting go, I kept dreaming that I was a little girl waiting outside my school for her to pick me up, and I was ALWAYS looking for her in my dreams. This had stopped after my grandpa appeared in one of my dreams and frowned at me for looking for my mother. You can still read about this in my post called "I think I Saw Grandpa Last Night."

When grandpa's loves they never die. Even after they passed away, they still continue to love us and be there for us!

May God Bless You Always!

Sandie May Angel :o)

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

William, this is so touching, and gave me chills. I loved it.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on June 21, 2008

William this is an exceptional write of the kind of visit that is documented by many who have had a visit or seen a loved one after death! Very well written!...Sad,but loving remembrance! ET

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Oh William,
He was there in spirit, definitely!!! It was his way of saying Good Bye to his beloved grandson. May his spirit rest in peace and live long into your heart.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

Reviewed by Mary Lacey Desertrat

What a heartwrenching story! Expecting your grandfather to see your game, than finding out what happened. What a blow. Well written.

Reviewed by D Johnson

William, another one of your powerful and quite prolific writes.

Cheers,
Dan