Light Bulb


Lying on my bed,

A light bulb is shining—

At the four-cornered ceiling,

Unreachable as the sun.

 

Distance separates us.

 

My hand is grasping into the air,

Wishing to reach that light someday.

I will try and try so hard,

To reach that ray of light.

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