Tommy Markhams Genealogical and History Page

THE RECORDING OF A CEMETERY

Today we walked where others walked On a lonely, windswept hill; Today we talked where other cried For Loved Ones whose lives are Stilled.

Today our hearts were touched By graves of tiny babies; Snatched from the arms of loving kin, In the heartbreak of the ages.

Today we saw where the grandparents lay. Their beds Kissed by the Sun and Wind.

Today we wondered about an unmarked spot; Who lies beneath this Hollowed Ground ? Was it a babe, child, young or old? No indication could be found.

Today we saw where Mom and Dad lay. We had been here once before On a day we'd all like to forget, But will remember forever more.

Today we recorded for kith and kin. The graves of ancestors past; To be preserved for generations hence, A record we hope will last.

Cherish it, my friend; preserve it, my friend, For stones sometimes crumble to dust, And generations of folks yet to come, Will be grateful for your trust.

I would like to extend an invitation to anyone who has ties to Timber Ridge Baptist Church, to have their love ones included in this presentation. If you wish to place them here contact me at markm1935@earthlink.net and I will see that it is done.