*Dear Ancestor
Your Headstone 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 to 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
Entirely not are 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.
*Author Unknown
__________________
Second husband of Catherine Neilson Robin Meiklejohn
Occupation: Baker Journeyman
In the same lair (A507/A540) as:
Nephew: William Neilson Robin
Nephew: Alfred Buchanan Robin
Niece: Hannah Martin Mason Robin
Your Headstone 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 to 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
Entirely not are 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.
*Author Unknown
__________________
Second husband of Catherine Neilson Robin Meiklejohn
Occupation: Baker Journeyman
In the same lair (A507/A540) as:
Nephew: William Neilson Robin
Nephew: Alfred Buchanan Robin
Niece: Hannah Martin Mason Robin
*Dear Ancestor
Your Headstone 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 to 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
Entirely not are 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.
*Author Unknown
__________________
Second husband of Catherine Neilson Robin Meiklejohn
Occupation: Baker Journeyman
In the same lair (A507/A540) as:
Nephew: William Neilson Robin
Nephew: Alfred Buchanan Robin
Niece: Hannah Martin Mason Robin
Your Headstone 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 to 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
Entirely not are 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.
*Author Unknown
__________________
Second husband of Catherine Neilson Robin Meiklejohn
Occupation: Baker Journeyman
In the same lair (A507/A540) as:
Nephew: William Neilson Robin
Nephew: Alfred Buchanan Robin
Niece: Hannah Martin Mason Robin
Gravesite Details
Second Husband of Catherine Neilson Robin
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