I thought it would be fun to see them all go down

What am I?
an ancient train
meandering though
the fog of my past?

No.
That wasn't a nightmare to behold
not really any night in a gown

high as a dove
summer wind as my escape
sitting in my kitchen
that barely evening
just one night from ago
dark out
but early
& there was snow
& it was on

It was probably
nothing to my mother
but me being a child
& everything was new
so a deck of cards
folded longways to form dominoes
through a house with a not strange
light off
was all it takes
to remember
such a small thing
43 years later (less me)

But it was magic
Hello. it was magic

to which only you compare