William wrote the following poem on the occasion of Nancy's death in 1898:
To My Wife Caroline...
One morning as I rode by your side
Beneath the waving pines,
I whispered love. You blushed awhile
And told me you would be mine.
Oh Carrie! Oh Carrie! I once could call you mine,
Now the white roses wave by the side
Of the grave of my lovely Caroline.
July the 4th, - it was bright Sabbath day-,
Your parents gave you to me.
We planned for a while, then I went my
As happy as I well be.
August the 12th , As you stood by my side
You looked almost sublime.
At the preachers command you gave me your hand
And changed your name to mine.
Thirteen children came to our home,
As lovely as they well could be;
Seven are now with you above
And six are here with me.
On the 11th of March, as you lay on your bed,
You spirit took its flight.
As that scene transpired I sat by your side
With a sad and aching heart,
For I hardly could see how it could be
That I could from you part.
Twelve have passed since we laid you away
In your silent resting place.
How lonely to me has been each day
Since last I saw your face.
Now you have gone to live with your friends
In the happy world above,
And I will shortly follow on
To live with you, my love.
~William A Birdsong ~~
William wrote the following poem on the occasion of Nancy's death in 1898:
To My Wife Caroline...
One morning as I rode by your side
Beneath the waving pines,
I whispered love. You blushed awhile
And told me you would be mine.
Oh Carrie! Oh Carrie! I once could call you mine,
Now the white roses wave by the side
Of the grave of my lovely Caroline.
July the 4th, - it was bright Sabbath day-,
Your parents gave you to me.
We planned for a while, then I went my
As happy as I well be.
August the 12th , As you stood by my side
You looked almost sublime.
At the preachers command you gave me your hand
And changed your name to mine.
Thirteen children came to our home,
As lovely as they well could be;
Seven are now with you above
And six are here with me.
On the 11th of March, as you lay on your bed,
You spirit took its flight.
As that scene transpired I sat by your side
With a sad and aching heart,
For I hardly could see how it could be
That I could from you part.
Twelve have passed since we laid you away
In your silent resting place.
How lonely to me has been each day
Since last I saw your face.
Now you have gone to live with your friends
In the happy world above,
And I will shortly follow on
To live with you, my love.
~William A Birdsong ~~
Family Members
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William Alexander Birdsong
1849–1867
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Francis Parilee Birdsong
1850–1868
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Albert Jerome Birdsong
1851–1911
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Leona Birdsong
1852–1868
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Adelaide Birdsong
1856–1859
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Marium Alace Birdsong
1857–1857
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Virginia E. Birdsong
1858–1863
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Ellen Zenobia Birdsong
1861–1866
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Nancy Caroline Birdsong Anderson
1863–1954
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Cornilia Rudd "Corrie" Birdsong Teagarden
1866–1946
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Charles Burton Birdsong
1869–1917
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