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Remembered 100 Years From Now~

It is now night and all is silent.
I am here alone
and in silence all my past friends
with all my relations
fall heavy on my mind.

They all are gone,
and I too must soon follow.

To be laid in the dust in the silent grave
and there to be forever forgotten
makes the cold chills run over my whole body.

I have a hope beyond the grave.
That hope is that when I am consigned to my grave,
someone on the earth might remember me.

From the Diary of Joseph Kemp, April 1, 1853
Source: From the "Ancestors" program on the BYU Channel. 2009