Hello everyone!

A few nights ago I spent some time on the tip of Porphyry Island around 10:30-11:00PM with my notebook, and I could see light from the moon as much as from the sun. In the distance, a lighthouse regularly blinked its light, while our own lighthouse was doing the same right behind me. Therefore, I decided to write a little poem about these pretty unique lighting conditions. So here it is!

Four lights for a poem

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On my left the moon is bright

For it is already night

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The sun still shines on my right

Many colors glow his light

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In front I can see a sign

Helping boats that might be blind

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Our lighthouse is behind

Keeping ships on a straight line

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Now my paper these lights find

Leaving these few rhymes behind

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