Your grave does look new
Not just the polished marker
I see the way the green grass spreads out behind it
To a field of unfilled space for future use
They push the latest from the street back
All these oblong filled in cuts of turf
A wave into what’s just ahead
We ate lunch in the Blue Mounds Cemetery
Picnicked with the dead
How that seemed like fun to us
Young romantics lunching among the ghosts
You have become one here in springtime
But I’m dreaming again
As I place a lei on your grave
Shivering in the snow I’ve come to find you
Only imagining weather in our greener days
As old lovers reflecting often may
Remember clasped hands as we roamed the remains
Time surprising us with its unseen push
But my aloha will always stay with you
Even though I turn and walk away
Lanning Lee 