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As I gaze
out on the horizon
At the deep, dark and distant sea,
I think of the many ports it touches,
I think of the ships that sail it mightily.
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There are colorful evening sunsets
Sounds of fog- horns far at sea,
The roaring shifting of the tide,
Nature is awesome in its simplicity.
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The sea has so much majesty
Adorned with white caps of foam,
Flowing from shore to shore
It has plenty of space to roam.
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Sometimes the sea is angry,
At times as still as a placid sea of glass,
The sun always returns and shines again
The storm over and the dark clouds pass.
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Nearby, watching over, in open view,
With a light that will never douse,
Stands the weather-beaten symbol,
The safe harbor-We call
The Lighthouse
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Shirley Oremland
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