Lanterns
Swinging gently in the gloam
Hinges creaking
Lighting pathways
Chatting
Caring at dusk
Cleaning in the morn
There’s nothing they can change
But to cast a beam
Their hearts shine a light, healing.
Marion McGunnigle
Lanterns
Swinging gently in the gloam
Hinges creaking
Lighting pathways
Chatting
Caring at dusk
Cleaning in the morn
There’s nothing they can change
But to cast a beam
Their hearts shine a light, healing.
Marion McGunnigle