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Turner,joseph mallord william


There sits a cozy little lighthouse on the hill;
Shines its light on the ships that sail;
Across the vast ocean in the upswell;
To guide to safety the ships that sail along the rough rocks of the cliff.
Its single eye does wonder as a cyclops does;
Surfing through fog and cloudy patched fluff;
Light streams going and dancing into the mystic night;
The night swallows, ships as the waters peak in bodies white.



Cozy Little Lighthouse copyrighted 2007

photo by turner, joseph mallord william visipix.com

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