AREA CEMETERIES
BAKER COUNTY CEMETERIES
RECORDING OF A CEMETERY
By Thelma Greene Reagan
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
In the last sleep of their time;
Lying under the trees and clouds -
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.
Oh the cemetery where great-grandfather lays
With many quiet sounds and early morning haze
Many was the time I looked in awe
Along with my daddy and maw
At the many graves in neat long rows
Spring was cleanup time with rakes and hoes
Then came the white sand and flowers
And just finishing up before the evening showers
That was the good times of the past
What is left of the cemetery will not last
The mean and ugly future is closing in
The neat old cemetery cannot win
Now the cemetery is destroyed and sad
I could have recorded it, I wish I had
Author Unknown