HAVING,
THE SAME DREAM,
TWICE
“You
can’t have the same dream twice:
it’s
impossible”---An old saying.
climbing the creaking stairs
to my great-great grandparents house,
I had found in fayette, missouri:
in the same dream,
over & over, when I reach …
the top of the stairs:
in their old victorian house,
where they grew up and lived:
their house is suddenly
gone … it is, there, no more.
and they are long gone, yet repeated
in my dreams and primal memory:
for a reason, also related, for forever.
you are my great-great grandparents
your blood
is in mine.
for some reason, which you can figure:
your house, is also
locked in my memory, forever.
Postscript:
An interesting irony. In the early 1970’s I had been
in their house, after it had been abandoned for many years. It was years later,
after studying genealogy, that I found out they were related to me. They were
actually my great-great grandparents. By 1975, sadly the grand old house had fallen in, into ruin. Their
house was the Thomas Carr and Lavinia Boggs
house, called “Fairview.” It was
between New Franklin, Mo. and Fayette, Mo., and could be seen from Highway
Five, for over 100 years.
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