in recent years, i have been going to many cemeteries to visit, leave flowers and photograph my family. for many visits, they are the first time since the day of the funeral. for others, they are visits which i make often, as they are members who i knew well. for some, they were the first time which i visited. and yet, there were some family whom i never actually got to meet. they passed away before i was born.
i call this ‘cemetery walking.’
i enjoy seeing the older, more interesting grave markers. you never know what you might see when you walk cemeteries. especially the older burial plots.
here is one which i came across.
it is interesting.
in truth, you won’t see anyone place one of these on their family plot anymore.
O Death why hast thou come
And borne my dear wife Susan home
Why am I called so to part
With one I loved with all my heart
Many years we lived together
But now were parted on earth for ever
I should not murmur or complain
In heaven I hope to meet her again
Bitter were the tears I shed
At my dear wife’s dying bed
For no one on earth can tell
How hard it is to say farewell