The Lighthouse

Into the night like a cold staring eye
It lights the way for the crew
Up on the cliff it sits so high
Creating safe passage and view
All through the night

Into the harbour the ship lays at rest
Unscratched and afloat
The work of the house was at its best
To give guidance to the tiny boat
In the dark, it was the light

by Mathew Welch

Comments (41)

William Blake and his poems of innocence are my favourit. thqnk u for this poem. tony
So nice.....Love lies in our heart....10+++++++++++++++
so.. so... so... nevermind dont care
i hate poems. this is for school
Oh wow! What poem! Like it.
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