Harold Sutton

(Toronto, ON, CANADA)

The Lighthouse Above...

As Published by NLP in Fields of Gold

The Lighthouse deserted, sits alone on a hill,
the hush of the ocean, so peaceful and still.
It's construction of wood, withered over the years,
somehow beckons to me and dispels all my fears.

I feel a presence inviting, I know someone is there,
a lantern burns dimly, an old man sits on a chair.

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