The Lonely Lighthouse
A Lament for an Abandoned Sentinel
Once it stood, a sentinel so bright
A lighthouse that guided, through the night
Its beauty and grace, a beacon so rare
A symbol of hope, with a heart so fair
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But time and neglect, have taken their toll
And now this lighthouse, has lost its hold
Its light now fading, with each passing day
Leaving behind, a sight in decay
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The lonely lighthouse, its end so near
Its beacon now dim, its grace in fear
Its last goodbye, to all below
An abandoned sentinel, a sight to know
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It's time is up, its journey done
A life that once was, now gone
Its memory remains, a testament bright
To a lighthouse that shone, with all its might.
About the Creator
mees den Boer
Mees den Boer, fiction writer. Spinning tales and exploring the human experience through the written word. Join me on my journey of imagination and discovery.
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