i leave the lamp on
next to my bed
i turn
music on
the lamp and music are my lighthouse
there is no body to see
no body to call
lighthouse, be my friend tonight
lighthouse
Published by Jim Wortham
As a teen, wanted to live from writing poetry. Wrote several books, selling nationally. Hung out with readers throughout the United States. My writing has been on back burner. Now dusting off my desk and have my pen in hand. Hope you enjoy some of what I write. View more posts
