Yonder Lighthouse
She’s a stolid sentinel standing on the rugged knoll
Standing silently, alone, like an old, weathered soul,
Over many years she has seen taken a dreaded toll
Many an admirer of hers has championed her goal.
written January 25, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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