Where the river flows

I see the beauty.

Scatter the ashes.

Add the roses.

Father loved fishing.

Bit downstream,

someone else catches a rose.

Reviews

[Lorry]

Such beauty in s few pain filled words Jon. Love the thought of someone catching that rose, knowing they would know without knowing, the reason for such a catch.

[Jon Roggie]

Just to let you know, it happened.

[Lorry]

Fate. It was simply meant to be.