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Mary Pratt was my
Great Great Great Grandmother.
She was born about 1805,
in Norfolk, England.
In 1822, at St Agnes church,
Cawston, Norfolk, she married
Robert Jex (1799)
At the time of her marriage to Robert,
she is discribed as a widow.
Pratt may therefore not be her birth name.
Their son is Robert (c1822-1866,
my Great Great Grandfather)
At this time their are no confirmed details regarding her death.
*******************************
Dear Ancestor,
Your tombstone stands among the rest;
Neglected and alone.
The name and the date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who cares
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot,
And come to visit you.
Author Unknown
Mary Pratt was my
Great Great Great Grandmother.
She was born about 1805,
in Norfolk, England.
In 1822, at St Agnes church,
Cawston, Norfolk, she married
Robert Jex (1799)
At the time of her marriage to Robert,
she is discribed as a widow.
Pratt may therefore not be her birth name.
Their son is Robert (c1822-1866,
my Great Great Grandfather)
At this time their are no confirmed details regarding her death.
*******************************
Dear Ancestor,
Your tombstone stands among the rest;
Neglected and alone.
The name and the date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who cares
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot,
And come to visit you.
Author Unknown
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Mary Pratt was my
Great Great Great Grandmother.
She was born about 1805,
in Norfolk, England.
In 1822, at St Agnes church,
Cawston, Norfolk, she married
Robert Jex (1799)
At the time of her marriage to Robert,
she is discribed as a widow.
Pratt may therefore not be her birth name.
Their son is Robert (c1822-1866,
my Great Great Grandfather)
At this time their are no confirmed details regarding her death.
*******************************
Dear Ancestor,
Your tombstone stands among the rest;
Neglected and alone.
The name and the date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who cares
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot,
And come to visit you.
Author Unknown
Mary Pratt was my
Great Great Great Grandmother.
She was born about 1805,
in Norfolk, England.
In 1822, at St Agnes church,
Cawston, Norfolk, she married
Robert Jex (1799)
At the time of her marriage to Robert,
she is discribed as a widow.
Pratt may therefore not be her birth name.
Their son is Robert (c1822-1866,
my Great Great Grandfather)
At this time their are no confirmed details regarding her death.
*******************************
Dear Ancestor,
Your tombstone stands among the rest;
Neglected and alone.
The name and the date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who cares
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot,
And come to visit you.
Author Unknown
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