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A Night To Remember (continued)

Quick, turn off the light.  Don’t move. Shhh... Shhh!
“Not a word,” I said.  “What is it, mom?”  
“What?  What’s out there? What is that noise, ma?”
“I don’t know!”  I replied.  “Be still. Shhh!”

My heart began pounding fast and loud.
Terror!  I tried to think and stay calm.
I had never seen anything … No!
Nothing like it hovering, whirring.

I tried to be brave.  My son peeked out.
Don’t move.  There in the darkness, I prayed.
Please protect us from this U.F.O.!
My daughters would…  Oh, the tragedy.

My son and I snuggled together.
Stiffly, afraid to move, we waited.
Praying, hoping for a solution.
Thoughts passed faster than those blinking lights.

Then, I had an idea.  Intelligence!
If they are from somewhere far away,
They must have advanced technology.
And if they do, they might understand.

Okay, I’ll try it.  Nothing to loose—
They already know we are in here.
Otherwise, why are they not moving?
Softly and fearfully, I began.

“If you’re up there listening, please don’t…
Besides my son, I have two daughters.
There would be no one to care for them
If you took me, they would suffer, much.

So, please, if you want to study us,
P l e a s e reconsider and let us stay.
I know that we are at your mercy.
But don’t take us away.  They need me.

Not another word or a motion.
Frozen, feeling vulnerable and praying,
My son and I waited in silence.
The noise stopped.  I crept to the tent door.

They were gone!  How unbelievable!
Somewhat stunned by the experience,
We left the lights out and went to sleep.
Day, weeks, years and almost forgotten,

Until, in disbelief, I saw it!

Yes, right there on the Internet pictures.
Never before seen in outer space.
Photos of the huge hovering thing
Somewhere in the universe... Now seen.


 © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen 11-11-09
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