90 for Both

I remember that day well.
Mom said with a soulful voice:
The moment has come!
I was very nervous.

And dad called her a taxi.
They quickly packed a bag.
Everything was very rushed.
And Mom disappeared through the doors.

Then I remember the nervousness.
Friends kept coming to see my dad.
They sat in the hall, had fun,
And played chess with me.

I clearly remember that moment
Amidst the celebration,
It was time for me
To go to bed.

In the small bed
In the bedroom,
There was a radio hanging
A lamp with a shade.

Dad and I went there.
I was falling asleep,
And he stood there,
Saying something warm.

I felt deep down,
His love,
And that moment,
I remembered.

Then I remember in the darkness,
Standing by the windows,
Waving to mom even though
We could barely see her.

Then the house lit up with sunlight,
And Vanya appeared in the house.
And here I am, speaking...
Telling the story of my family.