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 Havey D.
Dean
Another below is that of Isaac Pennington.
