by Unknown
Jul 2010 386 Views 2 comments
22nd November 1996
i.m. Aunt Marjorie
The day of her funeral it
snowed, the only day of the
year on which there was
snow. The cortege crawled to
the chapel. Afterwards in
the cemetery, we
clustered in groups,
recalling the clusters who
kept watch by her bed. 'A
lovely service so it was,'
people kept saying, and
the snow lay there like
confetti.
The day of her funeral it
snowed, the only day of the
year on which there was
snow. The cortege crawled to
the chapel. Afterwards in
the cemetery, we
clustered in groups,
recalling the clusters who
kept watch by her bed. 'A
lovely service so it was,'
people kept saying, and
the snow lay there like
confetti.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jul 2010
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Comments (2)
I love the imagery in and the snow lay there like confetti. In Remembrance.