I find that writing between the lines

Leaves more room for some chagrin.

The poor lamp shines all night

But only a dog knows it's there.

God is much like the lamp,

Not overly drawing attention.

But some how you know He's there

When you're out walking one night.

We need some light in our lives,

As darkness prevails too often.

Sometimes a person can be that ray of sunshine,

When you have a laugh or two, together.