Funeral Promise
By: Felix L. Perry

Last night I dreamt of a funeral
Solemn shades of black and white
Ebon skies were dark and dreary
Almost as if approaching night

Just a simple crematorium urn
Was all it took to hold his soul
No need a priest for benediction
As they placed him in that hole

A cousin sang his last request
“He stopped loving her today.”
What they had, had tempted fate
But he had loved her anyway

When thunder boomed a warning
The heavens opened up with rain
Family cut short their last goodbyes
To one they’d never see again

But in the lane beside an old Camaro
Stood the true widow of his heart
She dropped a tear stained red rose
Whispered: “We’ll never be apart…”