"Dear Ancestor,
Your tombstone stands among the rest
Neglected and alone.
The name and date 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 and bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not 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 if you lived and loved
I wonder if you knew.
That someday I would find this spot
And come to visit you."

~Walter Butler Palmer

'We Rise Again'
Song sung by the Rankin Family:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aek5Dyi72r8&index=6&list=PLqq21Gyf-0kslWa6g_dhtO0woIC40qf85

"When the waves roll on over the waters
And the ocean cries
We look to our sons and daughters
To explain our lives
As if a child could tell us why
That as sure as the sunrise
As sure as the sea
As sure as the wind in the trees
We rise again in the faces of our children
We rise again in the voices of our song
We rise again in the waves out on the ocean
And then we rise again
When the light goes dark with the forces of creation
Across a stormy sky
We look to reincarnation to explain our lives
As if a child could tell us why
That as sure as the sunrise
As sure as the sea
As sure as the wind in the trees
We rise again in the faces of our children
We rise again in the voices of our song
We rise again in the waves out on the ocean
And then we rise again
We rise again in the faces of our children
We rise again in the voices of our song
We rise again in the waves out on the ocean
And then we rise again"

Those we have held in our arms for a little while, we hold in our hearts forever.

If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance.

A Fallen Limb
A limb has fallen from the family tree.
I keep hearing a voice that says, "Grieve not for me.
Remember the best times, the laughter, the song.
The good life I lived while I was strong.
Continue my heritage, I'm counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.
My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest.
Remembering all, how I truly was blessed.
Continue traditions, no matter how small.
Go on with your life, don't worry about falls
I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin.
Until the day comes we're together again."

https://jamescolgan.blogspot.com/2021/08/ideas-for-findagrave-memorial-content.html?fbclid=IwAR07HIFULjRfGbIHuXOkm9VQhvd5PFu-f62wXrpb3F-eNkm0Ld28Zw0mqZ4

Devoted genealogist and taphophile.

"Dear Ancestor,
Your tombstone stands among the rest
Neglected and alone.
The name and date 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 and bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not 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 if you lived and loved
I wonder if you knew.
That someday I would find this spot
And come to visit you."

~Walter Butler Palmer

'We Rise Again'
Song sung by the Rankin Family:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aek5Dyi72r8&index=6&list=PLqq21Gyf-0kslWa6g_dhtO0woIC40qf85

"When the waves roll on over the waters
And the ocean cries
We look to our sons and daughters
To explain our lives
As if a child could tell us why
That as sure as the sunrise
As sure as the sea
As sure as the wind in the trees
We rise again in the faces of our children
We rise again in the voices of our song
We rise again in the waves out on the ocean
And then we rise again
When the light goes dark with the forces of creation
Across a stormy sky
We look to reincarnation to explain our lives
As if a child could tell us why
That as sure as the sunrise
As sure as the sea
As sure as the wind in the trees
We rise again in the faces of our children
We rise again in the voices of our song
We rise again in the waves out on the ocean
And then we rise again
We rise again in the faces of our children
We rise again in the voices of our song
We rise again in the waves out on the ocean
And then we rise again"

Those we have held in our arms for a little while, we hold in our hearts forever.

If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance.

A Fallen Limb
A limb has fallen from the family tree.
I keep hearing a voice that says, "Grieve not for me.
Remember the best times, the laughter, the song.
The good life I lived while I was strong.
Continue my heritage, I'm counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.
My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest.
Remembering all, how I truly was blessed.
Continue traditions, no matter how small.
Go on with your life, don't worry about falls
I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin.
Until the day comes we're together again."

https://jamescolgan.blogspot.com/2021/08/ideas-for-findagrave-memorial-content.html?fbclid=IwAR07HIFULjRfGbIHuXOkm9VQhvd5PFu-f62wXrpb3F-eNkm0Ld28Zw0mqZ4

Devoted genealogist and taphophile.