A TRIBUTE TO BIG CREEK CEMETERY
By M. O. Watt of Bosworth, Missouri
This lovely ridge, this landscape fair
there stones of
white and brown and gray
Quite well may be
reminders all
Of a much
forgotten, far gone
day.
Near six score
years have now gone
by
Since a loved one
first
was buried
here
"Twas
then a lonely
unkept
spot
And for a
soul
so
young and
near.
Thru
out
the years
that have
come
and
gone
Since that
far
distant
early day
Full
many
a
valiant
soul
has
here
been
laid.
Within
these
silent
walls of
clay.
Some
gifted
ones
with talents
rare
And
early
hopes for
wide
renown
Are
now
no
doubt
reposing
here
Within
this
hallowed
ground.
Some
boy
is
blue, some lad in
gray
From
those
dark
days
of
sixty-three
Might
well
have
been, had fate
decreed
Some
honored
Lincoln,
Grant
or
Lee.
Bur
cruel
Penury in
her ever evil
way
And
with
all her
power
to
fail
Chilled
their
noble
urge for
fame
And
froze
them to a
life of
humble
toil.
And
each
one in
his
lotted
time
Must
share
the trials
that
meet us all
And when
his
time to
leave has
come
Must ever
heed
the
Master's
Call.
But
wealth and
fame
are worldly
things
And
we have
here not long
to
stay
So let
us
pay
respects
to all
Now
sleeping
here, on each
Memorial
Day.
Written
in
1965
Main Cemetery sign: Compliments of June Standley
Two of the older headstones above is that of Harvey
D.
Dean
Another below is
that of Isaac
Pennington.
