Hi all,
An impromptu haiku inspired by a poetic friend
Genealogical hunting for the past
Families seeking, hoping to reconnect across centuries
Sometimes finding an old home.
He had written, from the wilds of the Central Midwest of the USA,
*'**places buried in the past *
I did not know her
but I was compelled
to find her final resting place
it was a bright but cold december day
but I kept warm in the car
driving mindlessly past corn fields
mile after mile after mile
stripped clean yet ruggedly barren
the interstate traffic was heavy
and I wondered how many seekers
if any
had set off on a journey
to find her final resting place
google maps told me how to get there
but I only had to read the directions once
and when I got there
it was as if I had been there all along'
https://jdubqca.com/2016/12/09/places-buried-in-the-past/
regards, John
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