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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