See What I Found

© Libby (Mary) Baker

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A lighthouse a beacon in the night.

Towering rising to surpass all that
grows around it hauntingly
reminiscent of a time long gone
stately yet neglected.

On a sandy, rugged shore.

A lighthouse to guide us safely home.

A lighthouse to remind and teach of a
time long ago.

Forlorn abandoned manned no more
Point Iroquois.

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