I am like a Lighthouse

I am like a lighthouse.
Standing solid and alone while I warn,
with flashing eyes, to stay away,
don't get too close,
it could be dangerous being near me.

I am like a lighthouse.
Everyone relies on me to help them find
their way throughout storms and gales
but then take my comforting light
for granted when the weather
turns calm and clear.

I am like a lighthouse.
The howling winds can't douse my light.
The snow and ice can't freeze my soul.
The pounding surf can't tumble me down.

Only old age and neglect and loneliness can
make me crumble, bit by bit, until I crash
into the waters, leaving nothing behind.