Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Airborn and flying Falling and rising Sky high Water below Tears falling Sobs growing Heart aching Stomach churning Silence in the wind Catching those tears Soft touch Warm feeling Your here At peace ………..
My mother past away. I wrote this after spreading her ashes of the Newport Transporter Bridge. Here were her best childhood memories of hanging to the underside of the moving bridge and dropping into the riverUsk below... its where she learnt to swim.... its where she is at peace.