Lived 1 hour
Prematurity
Your Headstone stands among the rest,
Neglected and alone
The faded name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marble stone.
It beckons out to all who care
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died before 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 think of you.
Author Unknown.*
Photos of Cardonald Cemetery graves taken by a retired British Merchant Seaman. Thank you JS of Glasgow, Scotland.
Prematurity
Your Headstone stands among the rest,
Neglected and alone
The faded name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marble stone.
It beckons out to all who care
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died before 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 think of you.
Author Unknown.*
Photos of Cardonald Cemetery graves taken by a retired British Merchant Seaman. Thank you JS of Glasgow, Scotland.
Lived 1 hour
Prematurity
Your Headstone stands among the rest,
Neglected and alone
The faded name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marble stone.
It beckons out to all who care
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died before 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 think of you.
Author Unknown.*
Photos of Cardonald Cemetery graves taken by a retired British Merchant Seaman. Thank you JS of Glasgow, Scotland.
Prematurity
Your Headstone stands among the rest,
Neglected and alone
The faded name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marble stone.
It beckons out to all who care
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died before 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 think of you.
Author Unknown.*
Photos of Cardonald Cemetery graves taken by a retired British Merchant Seaman. Thank you JS of Glasgow, Scotland.
Inscription
ROBIN
In loving memory of our dear daughter
Hannah age 24 years
Died 29 Feb 1932
William and Alfred died in infancy
Gravesite Details
Found in the same lair as: Hannah Martin Mason Robin, Alfred Buchanan Robin and John McIntyre Stone fell back onto the ground.
Family Members
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