Birds on the wing, stop to rest and say hello
Waves crash upon the rocks below
Ships pass in the night and seek its beam
Little keepers look at it and dream.

It welcomes vessels from around the world
During a storm the waves start to swirl
The mariner seeks shelter near its shore
The light guides him closer to its door.

The morning comes, the storm has past
Now out to sea once again, at last
A sad farewell to the tower on shore
To be remembered, forever more.

All day long it stands tall to wait
For maybe a wave from a ship's mate
Sadness comes as darkness once again sets the coast
But content to know, that's when it's needed most.

Misty fog hovers o'er its stalwart brow
But still it stands, it takes no bow
Storms in rage, give it quite a douse
Pray no damage comes, to our beloved lighthouse.