My Little Paradise

Sitting amongst the bright and wise

Is my idea of paradise.

We wander through our many days

But most of it is in a daze.

We rise, we dine, and wash our face

and leave the day without a trace.

But here, amongst my newest friends

We write and leave our thoughts with pens.

We seek to write immortal words

With writers cramp, we little nerds

We tell the truth and deny the lies

This, here, is my little Paradise.