Strawberry Hill    by Carolyn DeCarlo        

_________________


you have been here,
to the place where i live now
which is not the place
where you were buried.

i want to know

did you stand here?
and here,
like i am now?
did you see this,
from this specific angle?

when you went to sleep
at night, did you dream
the same things i dream here?

last night,
i dreamed it was the fourth of july
and you took a photo of me.

when i looked at it later,
i could see my father in it too.

_________________

>