Standing Tall
In my prime, I stood tall.
A beacon to every call
be it from big or small
I showed the light to all.
Out of date I stand
amidst this very sand,
No longer am I manned
Yet in every selfie I am Grand.
Poets write about my past beauty
Glad I did my job when on my duty.
24-Dec-2018
Lighthouse Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
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