Promises Kept

Tucked into a picture frame
that still hangs above our bed
(a watercolor from our daughter)
is a note I left on Edna's pillow,
early on in her last illness.
"Dear Edna" it exhorts,
"Let's grow old together."
And below she had answered
"Yes, let's!"
And we did.
But she grew old too soon and died
while I grew old and live
to wonder why.