What took you so long?

What took you so long?

I walked to the graveyard

In the dusk of the nite

And

Walked all over keeping out of sight

I surveyed the graveyard

From all angles

And

Finally my eyes rested

For one moment

On an isolated patch of the yard

Between two slabs

There was perhaps a yard

And

I could, frail as be my body

Safely squeeze in. 

So I thought and there…

I read on the black marble stone,

Here lies Henry, besides his consort.

I heard a voice speak out to me

What took you so long?

Can you tell me?

My, twas Henry, I once knew

And

Now I shall lie besides him too.

Tomorrow as rose petals they’ll shower,

A bouquet from Henry will sum up the hour.

Before I lay besides him finally,

I would wish to hear him say once again

What took you so long this time?

Alas not in vain…