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The View From Here

By Lorelei Miksch

I hear them screaming.  I see their fear filled faces
and wonder what has frightened them.
Strangers who seem to know me. Questions I have no answers for.
The surroundings so unfamiliar.
I must go home.
They laugh and tell stories about people I do not know.
I smile—it seems to make them happy.
I have a glimpse of another time, another place. No, it’s gone.
They call me Mom—I do not correct them.
I smile, we embrace, they wave. 
It seems to make them happy.
But, I must go home.

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