I woke one day and you were gone
I cried but you could offer no comfort
Your ashes were cast to the winds
No plaque No stone
Just fleeting infant memories to show your time on earth

But now a lone rock on a bare hill will carry your name
A simple reminder that you were here
And among the towering sentinels of sandstone
I can focus my thoughts on remembrance
And I can finally say goodbye

(c) copyright A Jack 1999
The last photo of my mother.My mother’s ashes were scattered at Rookwood and there was no plaque or memorial. In 1999 I place a plaque on a stone overlooking a beautiful valley in the pagoda country off the Newnes Plateau. That plaque and this poem provided “closure”.

AJ Jack
Cadastral Information Quality Assurance Officer at NSW Department of Finance, Services and Innovation – Spatial Services
My career objective is to use my computing and business training to improve your business processes and get more out of your limited corporate resources.

Specialties: IT project management, government administration, reporting, business analysis, systems analysis, training, network management, open source software.

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