Beginnings

Beginnings

Always looking above
Always looking below
Learning to see the life
Learning to see the right

Atop a frigid building
In the frozen Alaskan night

My father and mother and brother
Held my hands and taught me true.

Pointing above and laughing
The northern lights were dancing
Across the blackened sky
Challenging the Moon and stars
Showing me great delights

I never learned the names
Or the why or the how
I did learn to love
The Great World around

So every night I look
Away up into the night
Remembering my little hands
Held by my family so tight