April 28
A thousand miles up and over
a rough-hewn stone sits atop
the bodies of my parents
A smooth space on the side
for a name that will mean
Nothing to anyone in time
On this their anniversary
beside each other for
the first time in almost
a decade the rain has fallen
As if they planned this day
when they picked that stone
with the rough divot they hoped
would collect rain for the birds
Translations from the English 
What a lovely gift, that collected rainwater, as if sharing a part of themselves with the world.
Yes, it was a wonderful idea they had when they picked that stone.
OMG…. I cried when I read this (I know…
big surprise, right…?) Insightful at the very least)💕. 😘 (was th heat the real stone?)
That is their stone. My sister took that photo on that day.