Flashback
by Angela HanskaWhy do these people seem to be familiar?
The names, faces, and place seem to click but from where I do not know.
A feeling of déjà vu,
So I just brush it off and not dwell on it
Until the train ride home
The thought returns with a flash of the picture
And then I remember why it is so familiar,
Thinking back to a dream long ago
A time before I met you
Never knowing what it was about til the day I walked in that door
01/03/2001