The Light House When the storms of life are raging, Like an angry sea, Waves of turmoil and confusion ... Crashing endlessly. Battering your hopes and dreams ... Til no more can you endure Raise your eyes and you will find ... Waiting on the shore, A Lighthouse standing for you, Against the winds and rain, Shining the beam of friendship To guide you through the pain. And calm will surely follow With beauty ... and with grace ... Soothing ... ebb tide ... Everything in its place. ©Sharon Langan Marsha Quilt Index|Poetry Index|Home|Guest Book|E-Mail|