Late, Too Early

I kneel upon the foggy grass in gloom

As the scent of flowers tickle my nose,

But amongst a field of many a tomb,

I place upon her mantle a fresh rose:

A testament to my undying love

That cries a river through these sombre eyes,

And vows a promise to reach high above:

To hold you hand in hand in endless skies,

And there we will meet once more in due grace,

As soul mates with a joyous dance to share,

But now is too early to leave this place:

For to our daughter it would be unfair.

Now I must stand and to home I must leave,

But that is just another place to grieve.

Author's Note

I'm trying out different things and this is my first sonnet.
And as always, any review is welcome.

Reviews

[Tinotenda Nyevedzanai]

"To hold you in hand in the endless skies," - hand in hand?

I like this piece, interesting use of the present tense here well done

[Alexander D]

"hand in hand" would be preferable, but It'd be tricky with the 10 syllable limit.
Thanks for the review and praise. Glad you like it.

[Alexander D]

Okay, I think it works.
"To hold you hand in hand in endless skies,"

[Tinotenda Nyevedzanai]

:) I'm glad you found a way!