By Cheryl G. (Poncer)
Seems a bit morbid, but it is something to think about. Might be better to write our own, than to leave it to someone who may not get it exactly correct.
Here is mine:
Vini, Vidi, Vorte. (I came, I saw, I swapped.)
Robert Burns (1759-96)
The poetic genius of my country found me at the plough and threw her inspiring mantle over me.
She bade me sing the loves, the joys, the rural scenes and rural pleasures of my native soil, in my native tongue.
I tuned my wild, artless notes as she inspired.
Benjamin Franklin (1706-90)
The body of
B. Franklin,
Printer,
Like the cover of an old book
its contents torn out,
and stripped of its lettering and gilding,
lies here, food for worms.
But the work shall not be wholly lost,
for it will, as he believed, appear once more,
in a new and more perfect edition,
corrected and amended
by the Author.
John Keats (1795-1821)
This Grave
contains all that was Mortal
of a
YOUNG ENGLISH POET
Who
on his Death Bed,
In the Bitterness of his Heart
at the Malicious Power of his enemies, desired
these Words to be engraved on his Tomb Stone:
“Here lies One
Whose name was writ in Water.”
Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-94)
from his poem, “Requiem,” 1887
Under the wide and starry sky
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from the sea
And the hunter from the hill.
Emily Dickenson (1884–1886)
Called Back
Joseph Conrad (1857-1924)
Sleep after toile, port after stormie seas,
Ease after warre, death after life, does greatly please.
Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953)
When I am dead, I hope it may be said:
“His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.”
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Here lies a woman who knew what was important…family, friends, fun…she didn’t always get it right, but when she did, it was magical.
Yup, that’s what I want.
But, if I can’t get that then I want…STOP all that dancing and p!$$ing on my grave, it’s annoying!!!!
Here lies Patouie
Age 102
The good die young
Yes, I really was the favorite.
Sorry to have to hear it from me.
Oh Tink stole mine lol.
“She loved. She tried. She did her best. “