Nighttime Thought

When my father passed his ashes were spread at sea.  There was no more appropriate place on earth than that for him!

When my mother passed her ashes were spread on the McKenzie River.  There was no more appropriate place on earth than that for her!

And somewhere in the ocean I believe their ashes found each other.

But late at night, I sometimes miss having a place to go where I can talk to them.

 

 

 

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