Afraid of the dark I could not be <br />For I had a light that shone on me. <br />It swept away my fears of night, <br />Scattered my demons and put them to flight. <br /> <br />Its cheerful beam put me at ease <br />As it did all those who plough the seas. <br />The light beamed out for miles around <br />Preventing ships from running aground. <br /> <br />Alas this light is now no more <br />And darkness reigns over sea and shore. <br />Its days are done now radar's here <br />To tell all ships what course to steer. <br /> <br />Yet still I miss that friendly light <br />That brought me comfort in the night. <br />Sailors, too, have told me they <br />Were sorry when it went away. <br /> <br />The lighthouse though does yet remain <br />Commanding views across the main. <br />Tall sentinel of Spurn, for me <br />It is a childhood memory. <br /> <br />(Re-working of a poem by a friend (Sandra <br />Shan) recalling her childhood memories of <br />an operational lighthouse that is now no <br />longer functional) .<br /><br />Pete Crowther<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spurn-light/
