This little box sat in an honored spot in Veneta's home for as long as I can remember, until the time came for me to bring it to my house. Inside, she kept a few photos, copied-down quotes, and her very special poems. A few days after she died, I opened this box and found the following brief poem. She undoubtedly wrote it after her husband, Clyde, passed away, and it was read at the end of her funeral, next to the grave of her beloved.
by Veneta Donaldson
And now I keep my promise to you
That I would "see you in a little while" –
Beyond the stars, the sun, the wind,
Beyond the long, interminable mile.
Endnote: We have reached the final poem in this series. I hope that you have enjoyed the work of Veneta Donaldson as much as I. She was an inspiration to me in life as an aunt, and now in death, as a writer.
Additional poetry by Veneta Donaldson starts here.
The beginning of this series of poems by Veneta Donaldson and a brief bio can be found here: Veneta Donaldson: A Poet in the Family.