If you look closely (click on the picture to make it larger) you can see at the bottom what I think says Aged ?? Days. I might be totally wrong, but having gotten that in my head I couldn't get another poem out of my head. I wrote this last July after a trip to a cemetery - and, see, I have my own gravestone as a prompt. If you'd like to see the original post, click here. Anyway, since it won't be dislodged, here it is for your reading pleasure (pleasure's probably the wrong word, isn't it?).
Click on the picture if you aren't able to read the marker
Willie Died in the Morning
Willie died in the morning
Tiny loved not here
For long
I don't know when
I don't know why
But I know gone
Willie died in the morning
and his stone breaks
my heart
Aged 1 Month 10 Days? Oh little Willie, how sad.
ReplyDeleteWow, Bug. What a perfect little found poem. It was indeed a pleasure to read, very touching and poignant. "Willie died in the morning" is the sweetest beginning to a poem. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteSuch a sad head stone... just 1month and 10days...
ReplyDeleteA perfect little poem.
What I love about the headstone is that in doing family genealogy I realize that so many women in our family lost so many of their children along the way (9 out of 14, etc.) and the only way most of them were remembered was in the family Bible. And yet, each of the babies' names were recorded. I wonder whether little Willie's parents decided to stay in that town afterward, rather than move on West...
ReplyDeleteIn the first photo, you are right, it is "Aged" which was typical of headstones to give how long people lived. I don't know why, but they would often put years, months, days ... I guess the idea was that the more information they recorded would help that person to not be forgotten.
Beautifully put... just enough to make you feel the sadness for the family .
ReplyDeleteThis was eerie and sad...poor Willie, I hope there was some peace for the child. Nice poem though, even out of sadness a beautiful poem emerges.
ReplyDeleteYes I picked up the 'days' part too.
ReplyDeleteSo sad but definitely a sign of those times which you captured so beautifully.
Touching. Too many gravestones mark lives lost at wee ages. Willie's ode speaks for many.
ReplyDeleteack...and now it breaks mine too...
ReplyDeleteThat is so sad. I can imagine how small that coffin was.
ReplyDeleteMy heart breaks for the life he hasn't lived. The love and joy little Willie hasn't known.
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Touching write. Nice Mag. Love and Light, Sender
ReplyDelete"Willie died in the morning"....really makes you think about what hardships and heartache many have endured in the past.
ReplyDeleteWillie and Julia, wee ones with such tiny lives.
ReplyDeleteheartbreaking
ReplyDeletehis stone breaks my heart also- well done!
ReplyDeleteso little, yet so far away :( a dear loss for sure.
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It always breaks my heart to see headstones like little Willie's. I like how the poem was short, a reflection of how short his life was too.
ReplyDeleteWe can only hope that he was taken at that moment in time to spare him of danger ahead had he not been taken away
ReplyDeleteGood read! :) The Bach
Tiny little one, huge loss!
ReplyDeleteAlways heartbreaking ~ losing a child. Your Magpie is one for the ages.
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