Ocracoke Light…
She stands proud over her namesake harbor,
Protecting her population & those of sailors,
From shoals and sandbars that are a many,
Her little island of the same moniker,
Has seen her share of hurricanes,
Pirates used her shores,
To bury the plunder they looted from others.
A wonderful place to make a home, if you ask me,
Or a business as my soul mate and I have thought,
Horses inhabit this island as well,
So Rene’ is very attracted to this, I can tell.
If the day should ever come that we will live,
On this beautiful island place,
You will know from the amount of poems,
Regarding that beautiful place,
That I have found my home,
And quite possibly the place I will die…
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beautiful write, beautiful pic, sounds like a beautiful place--you took me there with this well written piece *thank you*
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :)
good luck!
john+
Allen