I Remember

I Remember
by Frederick Kazar Evans
 
That move from there to here I remember it, somewhat clear.
We traveled for sometime up the mountain side late one night,
lights blazing in the sky, They dance around from one to the other
little figures moving about whispering in my ear.

I see my father, I see my brother transfixed and austere.
Traveling down the mountain side late the next night,
lights fading in the sky they dance around from one to the other
Moving great distances, from the old to the new
A scary thing for a child of just four years