Cemetery Gates

I found this little piece a few years ago and just came across it again when I was looking through some old boxes.

It was written on a headstone before 1860 but had unfortunately been destroyed by 1916.
Someone however wrote it down so I think it is wort reproducing here…

Here lies a poor woman who was always tired

For she lived in a place where help wasn’t hired

Her last words on Earth were “Dear Friends I am going…

…Where washing ain’t done, nor sweeping, nor sewing

And everything there is exact to my wishes

For they don’t eat and there’s no washing of dishes

Don’t mourn for me now, don’t mourn for me never

For I’m going to do nothing, for ever and ever”.



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