It stands erect
displaying its spiroid
stripes of black and white
and gives comfort
to the shores of North Carolina at night.
Its past had ups and downs.
It fell prey to Civil War attackers,
then lightning struck it all around.
Its a legendary insignia.
It gives signals to ones on the ocean
as a guide and mark that calms,
when perhaps, the sea's waves and motion
can make you lose your way.
It lights your path, clear as day.
In 1863, when it was 60 years old,
It got a face lift so others would know
and see its beauty,
despite the water's rust;
to showcase its stately structure
you dreamed to see it or bust.
Its the highest lighthouse
in all the world.
Its 191 feet extension
can bring romance to you and your girl.
If you live in the Carolinas
you know it all too well.
You can enjoy Cape Hatteras
in a boat; you can set sail.
Carol D. Meeks
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-signal-in-the-ocean/
