James is my great great grandfather. I don't have any info on him, but his name is on my great grandfather's death Certificate.
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Dear Ancestor,
Your tombstone stands among the rest, neglected and alone.
The name, the date, are chiseled out, in weather beaten stone.
It reaches out for all to see, it is too late to mourn.
You did not know I would exist, you died and I was born.
Yet each of us are part of you, in flesh, in blood, in bone,
And in my breast there beats a pulse entirely not my own.
Dear ancestor, the space you left those many years ago
Is filled today by all of us, who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you laughed and loved, I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this place and come to visit you.
You can click on the picture and it will enlarge so you can read it.
Dear Ancestor,
Your tombstone stands among the rest, neglected and alone.
The name, the date, are chiseled out, in weather beaten stone.
It reaches out for all to see, it is too late to mourn.
You did not know I would exist, you died and I was born.
Yet each of us are part of you, in flesh, in blood, in bone,
And in my breast there beats a pulse entirely not my own.
Dear ancestor, the space you left those many years ago
Is filled today by all of us, who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you laughed and loved, I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this place and come to visit you.
James is my great great grandfather. I don't have any info on him, but his name is on my great grandfather's death Certificate.
You can click on the picture and it will enlarge so you can read it.
Dear Ancestor,
Your tombstone stands among the rest, neglected and alone.
The name, the date, are chiseled out, in weather beaten stone.
It reaches out for all to see, it is too late to mourn.
You did not know I would exist, you died and I was born.
Yet each of us are part of you, in flesh, in blood, in bone,
And in my breast there beats a pulse entirely not my own.
Dear ancestor, the space you left those many years ago
Is filled today by all of us, who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you laughed and loved, I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this place and come to visit you.
You can click on the picture and it will enlarge so you can read it.
Dear Ancestor,
Your tombstone stands among the rest, neglected and alone.
The name, the date, are chiseled out, in weather beaten stone.
It reaches out for all to see, it is too late to mourn.
You did not know I would exist, you died and I was born.
Yet each of us are part of you, in flesh, in blood, in bone,
And in my breast there beats a pulse entirely not my own.
Dear ancestor, the space you left those many years ago
Is filled today by all of us, who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you laughed and loved, I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this place and come to visit you.
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