FAMILIAR....

poem by: Frank Hornby .
Written on Oct 23, 2020

"Dreams thrive, and dwell in the mind..so deep,
creating mystery, and monsters in the depths of sleep,
also genes inherited..from lives long gone,
weave through generations of minds...from father to son.
"I'm sure I've been here"...strangely I've "felt" many times before,
it's happened so often...something I just can't ignore,
"Why does this place feel so familiar to me?"
"It's the first time I've been here...no it just cannot be!"
I'm certainly not alone, it's probably happened to you...
...this weird, and crazy experience of De'ja' Vu."

 

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Christopher Russon commented on Oct 24, 2020 at 7:41am
It certainty has Frank ,It's one of those strange mysteries of life.really good write.
Frank Hornby . commented on Oct 25, 2020 at 11:55am
Yeah...I've always thought maybe we all have "memory genes" passed down from distant relatives from long ago ..that may have visited the places that give us the feeling of "I'm sure I've been here before"....maybe?.....thanks for your nice comment Chris..👍🏻...stay safe...

 

 

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