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Poem For The Jupiter Lighthouse

In a land where waves crash and roar,


Stands a lighthouse, strong and sure.


Its beacon shines through the darkest night,


Guiding ships with its radiant light.


Oh, revered lighthouse, tall and grand,


A symbol of hope across the land.


With every flicker, every gleam,


You guide our souls, encouraging our dreams.


Your tower stands against the storm,


A guardian, steadfast and warm.


Through fog and mist, you pierce the gloom,


Leading our journeys safely home.


At sunrise, the lighthouse gleams,


A golden halo, painting dreams.


Its silhouette against the sky,


A breathtaking sight, oh, how it sighs.


And as the sun sets, colors ablaze,


The lighthouse stands in a fiery haze.


A masterpiece of hues so grand,


A sight that takes our breath, unplanned.


Oh, revered lighthouse, day and night,


Your beauty shines with pure delight.


Oh, lighthouse, a beacon of grace,


Your presence brings solace to this place.


A sentinel, watching from afar,


You guide us with your guiding star.


So let us honor this majestic sight,


A lighthouse, shining with all its might.


For in its glow, we find our way,


Forever grateful for its guiding ray.





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