I found this poem on Star Rhodes' (#46878998) profile page. I think it is wonderful!

"DEAR ANCESTOR

Your tombstone stands among the rest; neglected and alone. The name and dates are chiseled out on polished, marble stone. It reaches out to all who care; it is too late to mourn. You did not know that I exist; you died and I was born.

Yet each of us are cells of you in flesh, in blood, in bone. Our blood contracts and beats a pulse not entirely on our own. Dear Ancestor, the place you filled one hundred years ago. Spreads out among the ones you left who would have loved you so.

I wonder as you lived and loved, I wonder if you knew that someday I would find this spot, and come to visit you. - Walter Butler Palmer 1906"


Permission is granted for personal use of my photographs in relation to genealogical research and documents by family and extended family of the deceased. However, I request that appropriate credit be given for the photographs origin/source.

I found this poem on Star Rhodes' (#46878998) profile page. I think it is wonderful!

"DEAR ANCESTOR

Your tombstone stands among the rest; neglected and alone. The name and dates are chiseled out on polished, marble stone. It reaches out to all who care; it is too late to mourn. You did not know that I exist; you died and I was born.

Yet each of us are cells of you in flesh, in blood, in bone. Our blood contracts and beats a pulse not entirely on our own. Dear Ancestor, the place you filled one hundred years ago. Spreads out among the ones you left who would have loved you so.

I wonder as you lived and loved, I wonder if you knew that someday I would find this spot, and come to visit you. - Walter Butler Palmer 1906"


Permission is granted for personal use of my photographs in relation to genealogical research and documents by family and extended family of the deceased. However, I request that appropriate credit be given for the photographs origin/source.