I remember the carbon on the hurricanes glass getting thick,
and the kerosene almost didn't touch the wick.
I remember it's warm glow enhancing my sight,
i remember doing home work by it all night.
I remember the smell of it when i sat at the school house desk,
after studying all night preparing for a test.
I remember the apple i gave to my teacher each day,
i didn't care what the other kids would say.
I would walk bare foot with my bibs on the old dusty road,
i remember i was to come right home,
from school as my mother had told.
When i got home it was my chores
and the then the supper meal we ate before bed,
then i went to my room and lit the lantern,
and opened books to be read.
This is a fond memory of my past,
it helped me find knowledge that will always last.