Old Cemeteries

I love old cemeteries.  There's a pioneer cemetery near my hometown that my mom and I used to visit.  It's kind of sad though, like everyone just forgot about all of the people who were buried there.  Some of the headstones are so eroded by time that you can't even tell there were ever words on them.  I just feel like it's important to remember the people who are gone, even if I never actually knew them, or even had a chance to know them, since they died long before my grandparents were even born.

The oldest graves are behind this rusty wrought iron fence.

Lots of the headstones have poems engraved in them.

This is the tallest monument in the cemetery.

another poem and some lichen

The children's headstones are especially sad.  This little girl was only 3 months old when she died.

This little girl wasn't quite 2 years old when she died.

I think this is the most recent headstone in the cemetery.  They don't bury anyone there anymore.

This was a really big and elaborately carved headstone.  Apparently the family was wealthy.

Thankfully this cemetery doesn't have any weeping angels in it.  Another reason I like old cemeteries is that there usually aren't any other people there.  It's quiet and peaceful.