“So, what do they look like?”
That’s the question I never could answer.
But I swear I saw them.
They came in some underwhelming craft.
They took me into the craft. I saw the inside of it.
I don’t recollect sitting down.
No seats inside the craft.
They showed me the cockpit. Or at least what I thought was the cockpit.
Why I thought it was the cockpit I have no idea. I had never seen a cockpit before.
I was not yet four years old.
Did they tell me it was their cockpit?
No, we didn’t talk.
It was all gestures.
They asked me to do something, and I did it.
They are not of our era.
They are from a different time
And they hiked here undercover.