The Lighthouse

my Lighthouse stands alone in the middle of the garden
with my yacht hovering in the background my entire life
is spent here as it is a place of solace i wonder
and ponder on how lucky i am to be in such solicitude when
others dare not

The creativity in me is fired with enthusiasm and the
trees and shrubs fire my imagination. I watch the world
from the top floor as all the world is here my lighthouse
is my home my shelter my comfort where all inspirations are
taken

William Bello Saint -------------------Manchester UK