THEY WEREN'T AT HOME I STROLLED THE OLD FAMILY
CEMETERY LOOKING FOR THEM,� SOFT BREEZES WHISPERED
SECRETS,UNFEELING STONE MARKS THEIR PLACE NOW.
BUT THE TALL GRASS BRUSHED MY LEGS AS I PASSED
"DON'T FORGET ME".� IT WHISPERED,WE ARE HERE, STEP
THE STONES SO I SAT DOWN BESIDE MY GREAT,GREAT,GREAT,GREATGRANDPA, JACOB SEIP, WHO AM
I ?� THE BREEZES� WHISPERED "SHH". WAS I LIKE YOU
GRANDPA ? AND THE WIND ANSWERED� WHYYY. I NEED TO
KNOW WHO I WAS THAT IS WHY I CAME. WHY ? DID ALL
MY EXPERIENCE MAKE ME WHAT I AM ? HOW COULD I HAVE
BEEN DIFFERENT THE COMFORTING GRASSES BRUSHED
MY SHOULDERS,SHH' A PEACEFULNESS STOLE OVER ME
AND I DRIFTED LISTENING AND REMENBERING*****
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