The lonely lighthouse đź’™
There is a bright, blinking beacon, from a lonely lighthouse beaming at me
Steadfast on those rugged rocks, surrounded by sea
Where Cormorants and  Arctic Terns take to the skies
Amongst my reveries of those lovely lullaby’s
Where once again, my old Papa is the captain of his fishing boat
Fighting against all odds and those wild waves to keep the woods afloat
But my Dad is a sound skipper with all of his days, surfing that mighty ocean
Where’re the shoals of fish would swim, my Father foraged them with devotion
Awww I can hear the crew calling out cheerfully, to my dear old Dad
“Jack that net is full” as he is peeping out of his wheelhouse, looking so glad
Suddenly I wake up with a contented smile upon my face
Coz I saw my dear departed Daddy, back in his old happy place
Out on that awesome ocean where that lonely lighthouse shines out at sea
Holding my happenstances of such happy times, amidst my memory…
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awsome poemÂ
about your dad
i am sure youÂ
must haveÂ
been on this boat
many timesÂ
good morning Jill!!!!!!!
Yes I played on boat as a child Thanks Greg ❤️💕❤️How do i get in that sits is there a link? Xx❤️
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Jill it is a Greg says it is awesome to read and for you to share clearly fondant memories of times gone and of your sea-faring father.
A captain no less and he seems a good man and father as well.
Heartfelt writing Jill and always good to read and so smoothly to be carried away and dream of recent yesteryears.
Beautifully done and I wish you well and Cosmo's own respected nautical poetess of the seven seas.
Stay safe Jill.đź’•
Awww Thankx my catchup kid tis so lovely to hear from you ❤️🌹❤️