SENTRY

Darkness.
Black storm clouds roll.
Wind-driv’n waves hurled at land.
But high on knoll, sentry stands firm:
Lighthouse.

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REWARD

You call,
And, servant like,
I run to do your wish.
‘Twill always be, and all I ask:
Your kiss.

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SECURITY

Please take
My hand in yours.
It’s warm and strong and sure,
And when you hold mine tight, I’m not
Afraid.

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