westminster bridge at sunrise

westminster bridge at sunrise we- myself, my son of one, my mum, two of my sisters and one of their boyfs and a doting friend of my late, sweet sister  gathered to throw deep red roses into the swirling thames and watch them drift away. the incongruity of the deep beautiful and suddenly fragile flowers as they met the strong current of the rushing thames was somehow quite beautiful. and we called to her, and in the opening pale gold of the morning light i could almost feel her warm smile comforting us from the wide open sky.
it was not quite as quiet as when wordsworth stood somewhere there, and we could see no fields or theatres ....the bridge was closed to traffic, thankfully, but peopled with many busy figures going home or setting out; this is a different century...., but the bright fresh morning and the wakeful river still made a beautiful setting for our sister's birthday morning.

the sun slowly rose and despite the trimmings of modernity; the wakefulness of the city.... the majesty of the morning spoke to us as glass windows and metal on buildings afar reflected the dazzling sun's steep climb. the sky met with the pale emanating yellow light and daytime was officially begun. upon which we left the bridge and returned to our car to go home.


at the graveyard at falconwood later we again gathered, family and friends to sit at the graveside where our sister was laid and i found the beautiful flowers so lovely and yet so sorrowful as there was just not my sister and the why why why????? would not leave my head....how i long to spend her birthday with her not sitting near the silent closed grave. the bitter unfairness of this life is forefront in my mind as i have to accept once again that i only have memories passed and no longer can see of touch the vessel of the beautiful soul who has flown.

happy birthday sister i love you forever and will miss you forever.
the day you were born was a momentus and special day when the world was granted the beautiful privalige to have had you step upon its soil. and as a sister i am so grateful to have known beautiful you.