The Sentinel

Cherry

By cassiopeia

Thu, 22 Jan 2009
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Alone I stand
No friends have I
My feet in earth
I touch the sky
No hands to hold
No voice to sound
I stand alone
On higher ground
My watchful eye
Always alert
No life to lose
No soul to hurt
I look upon
The churning wave
My light to see
Their lives to save.

Certificate U
Poem
Thoughts and Whispers.
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Comments

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Sounds like a member of the lighthouse family. I love this; the more it's read, the better it gets. Simple yet Noble with a great sense of mystique. Chris X