Thursday, 21 April 2016

Poem. Lighthouse

There stands a lighthouse amidst the sea,
it holds the light that governs me
Though there are those who would knock it down
the tower remains rooted,
it's walls of strength impenetrable
no door to let in the doubt
a princess sits at a window sill
reluctant to be let out.
Crash violent sea,
as intrusive as you can
the lighthouse will continue to stand.

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