My Beacon of Light
She’s always shining brightly when I’m frightened and alone in the dark.
This bed I’m lying in is a tiny old boat,
Battered and tossed about mercilessly,
By the frightening storms that come each night.
I’m not always sure I can see it through,
And I’m lost at sea, floating aimlessly,
When she’s not with me.
She is the bright beacon of light I need,
That guides me through these dangerous waters,
And into her safe and protective harbor.
Copyright © 2023 Chris Patton
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