An old abandoned lighthouse
Stands on a distant ocean shore
It's proud beacon light
Isn't needed anymore.

Yesterday's wonder is gone
Today's will soon pass too
Accepting these changes
Is hard for me to construe.



That beacon light shining
Will always remain in my mind
Some memories are special
The lighthouse is that kind.
Ralph L. Clark ©
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4-28-2009

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