Silent Sentinal
How many ship wrecks have you seen
off our Irish shores?
How many fishermen sank to the bottom,
After pulling hard on oars?
When fierce tempests gather,
you send out your beam.
Hoping to guide them to safety,
so you need not hear them scream.
Steadfast you stand strong
against the mighty waves.
Unmanned now, you're on your own .
So many lives you've saved.
On silent nights we view you,
with our feet firmly on land.
Reassured you are keeping watch,
on that poor loansome boatman.
11/04/2016
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