Light House

Standing so tall and proud
Your walls so high an powerful
you give light to those who seek it
Offering without reward

Though no one sees your slow erosion
The pounding you take over time
Your beautiful strength being disrobed
your window of light dimming to a flicker


The landscape calling into darkness
No one seems to be aware
Seeing you broken I can not bare
Hasty maintenance I do in despair

I too have been the lighthouse,
Helping people before they are stranded
Guiding their way when they ask
being their pillar of strength.

combing the shores picking up pieces
Washing them clean and helping them together
I once had built walls so strong and true,
protection from the world of waves

Being restored I now walk the warm sandy beaches
seeking for your lovely walls to be restored.
Your window of light bright once again,
giving hope to those who seek it.


My mind would once again be filled with strength and power.
My eyes again filled with light and hope,
That I would once again be the giver of love.
The Lighthouse of Strength.