Untitled by Gregg I sit here Think and dream In front of me Two tubes gleam Soft sounds They do fill My little room What a thrill The sounds to take Me to places Far from here Wide open spaces Glowing tubes Filaments bright In the dark Lighting my night I now doze Tired and weary Their warm sounds My heart cheery I see the pentodes Glowing bright My dreamship goes Second to the right And on into the morning Close this window to return to index