ivor or ivor.e hogg
Deja Vu - Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg
I have been here before
and seen these sights
along this shore.
And yet before today
I have never passed this way.
Whence comes this memory
That I hold so crystal clear.
That red house those willow trees/.
I know not from what source springs.
My recognition of these things.
I only know it was mere chance
I chose to drive along this coast
Was it fate or circumstance?
That brought me here today to see.
These scenes familiar to me.
Or did I live another life
Before the one I’m living now
And did I have a loving wife
And friends and family,
Someone who might remember me.
But NO I must not think that way
I can disturb no ones peace
I must drive on I cannot stay/
And yet and yet I will recall
This as the strangest day of all.
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