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 © | Year Posted 2022

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Krutsinger Avatar
January 28, 2022 at 11:14 AM
I like your alliterative write Hank. Not sure if this was intentional or a delightful accident.
Hankins Avatar
January 28, 2022 at 11:23 AM
I'd say an accident, Caren, or it just came out that way. I didn't set out to be alliterative. Thanks.
M  Avatar
January 25, 2022 at 10:53 AM
I absolutely love lighthouses so I can really relate to this poem Milton. Love it. Debx
Hankins Avatar
January 25, 2022 at 11:35 AM
Thanks, Deb. My screensaver this morning is a stately lighthouse, so I think it inspired this little poem.
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