There is nothing so comforting as the quiet glow of the lamplight,
On a night stand while the world outside is asleep,
It is a warm presence; not too bright and not too dim,
But the exact disposition of light to calm hurried thoughts at the end of the day;
A beacon guiding souls to distant lands hidden between the lines of a bedtime story,
During the day’s earliest and latest hours it is a reminder that you are never truly alone.