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Just passing through Wonderland! Looking for and remembering long lost ancestors! Thoughts through the looking glass as I wander through the archives. Looking back in time for the future.|
"...if I don't make haste, I shall have to go back through the looking-glass...back into the old room-and there'd be an end of all my adventures!"
Sending my 'curiouser & curiouser' happy thoughts through the looking-glass.
Your Headstone stands among the rest,
Neglected and alone
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marble stone.
It reaches out to all who care
It is to late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died long before I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood and bone.
Our hearts contract and beat a pulse
Entirely not are own.
Dear ancestor the place you filled
One hundred years or more ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this place
And come to pay my respects to you.