( by Jan Phillips )
The Lighthouse stood tall and proud
In the distance of my mind,
Seems like it had been there forever
It was one of a kind.
It kept me from wrecking my ship of life
By steering me away from the rocky shores,
Where my life would have been left in tatters
And filled with scars and sores.
As the Lighthouse stood there
With its light of life,
It was bright enough
to burn away the strife,
It kept me safe through all the storms,
Because I kept my eyes upon
the Lighthouse in my mind.