LONG LOST PAST
Your gravestone stands, so cold and lone
In tangled vines, all overgrown.
I wonder if it's hiding there;
And waiting for someone to care.
I see your name and faded date,
So worn from age and destined fate.
And now it seems to beckon me,
To touch its' face, for more to see.
I feel the script; Oh, can it be......?
My mind now reads your history!
So now I have a solemn task,
To document your long lost past.
~Shirleen Farley 2019
LONG LOST PAST
Your gravestone stands, so cold and lone
In tangled vines, all overgrown.
I wonder if it's hiding there;
And waiting for someone to care.
I see your name and faded date,
So worn from age and destined fate.
And now it seems to beckon me,
To touch its' face, for more to see.
I feel the script; Oh, can it be......?
My mind now reads your history!
So now I have a solemn task,
To document your long lost past.
~Shirleen Farley 2019
Inscription
Here lyes ye body
of REBECKAH
ADAMS wife to
JOSEPH ADAMS.
Decd. Janry. 12th 1717/18 in ye
25th year of her age.
Family Members
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