graduation poem

i fill this cup
i can not tell you now
there's one that i once loved so much
often i think of the beautiful town
sweet with fern and rose
the mountains they are silent folk
all my love for my sweet
when i returned at sunset
suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways
let me move slowly through the street
in all things not spoken of
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
gingham dog and the calico cat
sleep, gray brother of death