Bonfire Night

05 Nov

My Mum was born on Bonfire Night one hundred and five years ago and, as a child, thought that everyone was celebrating her birthday with enormous fires and fireworks lighting up the sky.  Memories of my Mum came to the fore a couple of weeks ago when a poet friend sent along this poem which touched me deeply and I was given permission to use it today in honour of my much missed Mum.



10 responses to “Bonfire Night

  1. Our Growing Paynes

    November 7, 2019 at 8:44 pm

    A beautiful tribute.

  2. Patti Van Tuyl

    November 7, 2019 at 3:49 pm

    I, too, am very touched by this. Thinking of her both older, as I knew her, and young, delighting in the celebration of her birthday. I wonder if she feared anything as she faced mortality.

    • mybeautfulthings

      November 7, 2019 at 9:09 pm

      Mum asked, as she was dying, for us to send her out the way she came in, with fireworks, and so we did – two enormous rockets and we laughed and we cried as we waved her goodbye. xx

  3. Arkenaten

    November 6, 2019 at 12:36 pm

    Who knows, maybe some of them were celebrating your mum’s birthday!

  4. niasunset

    November 6, 2019 at 11:15 am

    as a child your mom’s birthday, this was amazing. I am very touched too dear Sally, Thank you, Love, nia

    • mybeautfulthings

      November 12, 2019 at 4:38 pm

      Thank you Dear Nia, with love, Sally 🙂

  5. Kim Ridgeon

    November 6, 2019 at 8:47 am

    I am very touched by this. I also love that image of your mum as a child on her birthday. Thank you. Love x

    • mybeautfulthings

      November 12, 2019 at 4:39 pm

      Thank you for allowing me to use your beautiful poem in memory of my Dear Mum. 🙂


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