And there will be times
When you needed
The Lighthouse
No matter how dim the light...

No one to meet you
Washed ashore
Among the splinters
Shipwrecked souls
Of others

Picked up your pieces
Past the cobwebs
The spiral staircase
Leading up
Replacing the broken light
At the top
Cleaning of floors
Glass

Time took over
Love came and went
Didn’t hurt
Years passed
Ships did too
By your blinding guiding light

Then you realized
You were the Lighthouse
Needed in your life