{"sf1_id":2151512,"sf2_id":"dePVvgqn","title":"I Swear I’ll Bring You A Rose Next Year","author":"Apolarbear17","words":365,"posted_at":"2024-07-06T01:33:42.000Z","tags":["Circumstances","Family","Graveyard","Grief","Heavy Subjects","Reflection","Venting Poetry","flowers","hope","regrets","return"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2151512-i-swear-i-ll-bring-you-a-rose-next-year","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/dePVvgqn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/ca/7a/ca7ac174-38e0-4533-ba9c-fcf4b55870f0","description":"This was essentially the last poem of the year at the time I wrote it. It’s about grief, regrets and unfortunate circumstances. Was reflecting on this moment from a trip I took to DR in the same month I finished this. At the time I had hoped getting this out would ensure more positivity in the coming year. How that played out isn’t relevant to this poem itself. Originally posted this in December 2022.","content":"I Swear I'll Bring You A Rose Next Year\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;By: A.X. Bueno\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\nI\u0026nbsp; was hoping to finally find you\u0026nbsp;\n\nThis was the first time in a while we truly tried\n\nIt's been a few years past a decade since you tragically died\n\nBut despite all that time I've still never actually visited your grave\u0026nbsp;\n\nI wish I could say that there's a good reason and I've tried hard to fix that but it'd only be a false save\n\nThe simply facts are that I didn't know you well enough in life and neither did mom\u0026nbsp;\n\nStill we had time this trip to try and find you and I was hoping that would be some kind of balm\n\nIn regards to only meeting you a handful of times\u0026nbsp;\n\nAll but one of which is a blur which has always been a surreptitious sadness for me\n\nTo not only barely know you but to not even know where you now eternally rest feels like a crime\u0026nbsp;\n\nI was hoping to finally be able to give some sort of goodbye as I took a knee\n\nWe came close, we tried hard to find you because you're important family\u0026nbsp;\n\nI was going to lay down a rose, we'd all say our peace and then be on our way\u0026nbsp;\n\nBut it's been such a long time and we weren't fortunate enough to find you that day\n\nAnd we also had other places to be and another member to visit and give fonder farewells\u0026nbsp;\n\nFor we knew him better thanks to how things were but there's a lot that tragedy alone won't dispel\n\nI wish things had been better and that I had known you more but I can't let that be all that dwells\u0026nbsp;\n\nI had hoped that we could find where you're buried to at least leave a flower\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnd that would help thoughts like that fade but our trip isn't long and we only have so many hours\u0026nbsp;\n\nSo we left the cemetery and I felt a bit defeated but I know soon enough we'll be back here  \nBut I swear I'll bring you a rose, maybe even a whole bouquet of flowers when we return next year"}