The room was dark in the night
Hurricane lamps now were lit
As I was gazing into the light
I saw wheels of progress as I sit

While the lamp and computer set
The lamp's fire was shining bright
Progress and History silently met
My eyes beheld an awesome sight

While I was sitting in the night
My life's history passed in between
The shadows of the flickering light
An amazing sight to be seen

As a child at the home of grandmother
The Hurricane lamp was at glow
Computers merged years on further
And wheels of progress continue to flow

By: Brenda Hall
"thepassionatepoet"