You're a philistine Bob
Another good poem Sue
There's something about cemeteries isn't there
Some of the tiny long forgotten ones I've come across in the remote areas of WA, have always caught my attention.
The short lived towns have been long gone, and apart from rusty tins and rubbish, the only other things they left behind were their dead.
Most often just mounds, or a circle of marker stones if you're lucky, nearly all without names.
Terry
Where Rambling Roses Grow
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Oh ye of little faith
Not sure if I've been insulted or not !
ignorant, uncultured, and indifferent or hostile to artistic and intellectual achievement
Not sure if I've been insulted or not !
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Ooooh Bob you were a naughty boy - I used to take a bucket and scrubbing brush and Mums Ajax and give all the Angel statues on the children's graves a good scrub - did that for years as our house backed onto a cemetery and we always played there. Made daisy chains for the Angel statues as well - my brother when little fell into a ready to go grave and couldn't get out - I had to run home and get Dad with his ladder to retrieve him.
We both got into trouble that night...I was supposed to be watching out for him.

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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah Mausie you gave me my laugh for the day.
Not the angels the falling into the grave.
In my defence I also used to nick the old cysterns from the local council depot for tanks as well Loved my fish and I had hundreds.
Dad could not afford to buy me tanks so I made do with what I could scrounge.
Used to sell lead, bottles and newspapers for pocket money as well, not a silver spoon kid I can tell you.
Bob
Not the angels the falling into the grave.
In my defence I also used to nick the old cysterns from the local council depot for tanks as well Loved my fish and I had hundreds.
Dad could not afford to buy me tanks so I made do with what I could scrounge.
Used to sell lead, bottles and newspapers for pocket money as well, not a silver spoon kid I can tell you.
Bob
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Thank you Maureen, Catherine, Wazza, Bob(alias light fingers-and from a cemetery, you should be ashamed
), Terry and matt. It would seem my little poem has tugged at a few heartstrings.
I, too, find cemetery's intriguing. There is one plot in particular at out local cemetery-a family monument erected in 1917 with eleven names listed, all of which died at varying times and ages ranging from a few weeks through to the eldest-42 years. Reasons being anything from diptheria (four of the deceased succumbed to this illness), drownings and horse related incidents. Old age was not to be.
Cheers
Sue


I, too, find cemetery's intriguing. There is one plot in particular at out local cemetery-a family monument erected in 1917 with eleven names listed, all of which died at varying times and ages ranging from a few weeks through to the eldest-42 years. Reasons being anything from diptheria (four of the deceased succumbed to this illness), drownings and horse related incidents. Old age was not to be.
Cheers
Sue
the door is always open, the kettles always on, my shoulders here to cry on, i'll not judge who's right or wrong.