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Kitty Jay’s Grave

Not far from Widdecombe in the Moor, famous for the folk song Widdecombe Fair, lies at a quiet crossroads, Kitty Jay’s grave.

Much has already been written about the story of Kitty, but the legend of her grave has become quite famous. Where do the fresh flowers come from? Who puts them there? These are the two most commonly asked questions. The answer is, of course, nobody knows.

The grave, has become quite popular with tourists, so to pay a visit out of season or on a balmy summer’s evening, is well worth it.


Poor Kitty

I gaze upon the Solstice blue
My life long gone, of love so true
Now I sleep, next this moorland lane
Long past my death, I feel no pain
My child sleeps too, within my soul
No life to see, no life to know
I was so sweet, they all did know
Then cast me out, I had to go
No choice, you see, no choice for me
My heart is torn, the pain you see
Goodbye, my life, I say farewell
To the light I seek, leave this hell
I fly high, above the Dartmoor green
I am here but may not be seen
Many will come, bring flowers, and say
Here is the grave, of poor Kitty Jay



© Ray Steed 2012

Kitty Jay's Grave, continues to attract the attention of visitors to Devon from all over the world. It is comforting to see, that such a sad story as Kitty's, has touched the hearts of so many peole. To visit the grave, is now on the itinery, of visitors from Europe. U.S.A. and Japanand the Far East.

The mystery of who puts the fresh flowers on the grave, of course continues.

In her TV series, Julia Bradbury, visits Kitty Jay’s grave.

From beyond the mist that rolls across the moor, is that not the voice of Kitty on the wind.

“For those who come and look upon my grave, may they be granted the gift of love, to comfort them each day.”