Tibbets Point

© Shirley E. Hamblen

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There you stand on that windy hill
So proud and stately you are.
All who see you get a thrill
As they come from near and far.
So silent and alone you stand
So much of the past you know.
In days of old you were always manned
But, now, alone you must go.
If only you could tell us
The stories of your life.
'Twould really be something to discuss.
With tales of success and strife.
Through the darkness nightly,
Ships on the seaway view
Your beautiful lamp so brightly
Flashing safety signals from you.
You guide them safely past the shoals,
Over the pounding sea
So they may always reach their goal
At journey's end, where they must be.
You guide them through the sun and storm.
Whatever the weather may be.
They know they will be safe and warm
When you are there to see.
Oh, lighthouse, you bring romance to all!
We can't stay away from you.
We are ever at your beck and call
To you, we'll always be true.
You've stood there for over 100 years
And we hope for hundreds more
As we relax and calm our fears
When we sit upon your shores.
So thank you, dear lighthouse,
For the happiness you bring.
Your gleaming light no man must douse
For it makes our hearts to sing.

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