"X" MARKS THE SPOT
Who were you, my friend?
A father, mother, sister, or brother, dear -
Did anyone drop a pensive tear?
Your name is unknown -
And all that is left is this cold stone.
Headstones are erected as a final symbol of respect, commemorating a person's life which is intended to memorialize that person. I have seen empty or blank markers in many Vermont's cemeteries, as well as in New England. I can not help but wonder, who was that person?
"Here lies a miser who lived for himself,
who cared
for nothing but gathering wealth.
Now where he is and how he fares;
nobody knows and nobody cares."
How sad it is to think that a relative or friend has been laid to rest; and in years to come, no one will know who they were or how long they lived! I give comfort knowing where my relatives and friends are buried, and that their final resting spot is cared for, and visited.
My brother, "Donnie" ~ Safe in the arms of God |
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