Lighthouse Parody

Lit in the lighthouse


Is a light burning brightly.


A path is shown to you


To make your way back to me.


The longer I wait


The dimmer the light becomes.


My soul cries out


To be in your arms once more.


And so, I call out


To the heavens, I say your name.


Although, expecting a miracle is a little mundane.


This poem is about: 
Our world


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