In a lighthouse by the sea,
He watched her returning sails.
Every wave an unfulfilled promise,
Every storm a test of faith.
She sailed to distant shores,
Unaware of the light of his lighthouse.
She kept the flame alive for him,
Keeper of the Night.
Her thrilling stories were told in whispers,
By the winds that kissed her face.
He stood firm through the storms,
His heart an unwavering light.
She sailed across uncharted waters,
Unaware of his guiding ray.
In the lighthouse of his heart,
He loved, Keeper of the Flame.
Each morning brought new hope,
Each evening a solitary awakening.
Under the watchful eye of the lighthouse,
His love shone, invisible.
About the Creator
Ghost
A young person overflowing with imagination and compassion seeks to create a positive impact on the world by expressing their creativity through meaningful actions.
A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶6 days ago in Petlife
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