I Left a Rose

I walked to your beige grave, and wept.
Where my peace had once been well kept
In your soul, where love made pleasant 
Time, your wealth of hugs a present.
I was startled by the silence
There, where I had made a seance  
Of memories, where you loomed strong
In my mind, and I sang church songs.
My grandmother, I placed a rose
By your casket, which I pallbeared
And I knew your love was a home
And there I  had left a small share
And a  peppermint which showed love
Striped red and white, and wear a tear.