Jul 2020
Under the lighted lamp
She sat with her little dairy
As she jotted down
All about her day
The vague and dim light
Could open the door
To her mind that even
The strong and bright light
Of her phone couldn't
She sat with her little dairy
As she jotted down
All about her day
The vague and dim light
Could open the door
To her mind that even
The strong and bright light
Of her phone couldn't
sometimes its better to take a short break from the strong light and hide under the dimness
