The dream

I dreamed I was talking with a neighbor girl – a grade school classmate who I have not spoken to since high school.

I asked her how her family and husband were doing and she broke down sobbing about Alzheimer’s and cancer.

A group of our old grade school girls appeared to console her, gathered her up and took her away.

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I wonder if I should try to look her up to say, Hello, how are you? But I think 50 plus years on it might be a bit unnerving.

9-20-25

(poem to read at a peace rally)


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