NaPoWriMo, poetry, writing

Morris Island Lighthouse

Tall and thin, reaching to the sky,

How does that monster stand?

Winds whipping around,

But it is sturdier than the fiercest storms.

Waves crashing upon its base,

The sea surrounds its very foundation

Threatening to topple it with each wave.

Defying nature’s force, it continues to resist,

And shines its light to lead sailors to shore.

April 19, 2022 – DRM

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