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To Dad: The Light
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2001 Poetry As the cool breeze blows,
across the dreary bay.
I see a light.
A light that stretches across the waters.
A light that guides the sailors home.
And as the power of that light engulfs me,
I know there is someone watching over me,
from that tower by the bay.
~*~ Jill ~*~
