Lighthouse at Happisburgh

Beacon in a turnip field

Warns

Of storms

And danger

On the sands

No rocks here

Just crumbling

Cliff and beach

Since the Ice Age

A village that fears

The forces of nature

Over two hundred years

Of refracted light and fierce

Storms battering the staunch tower

All the while the sea advances closer

To engulf a vulnerable ancient settlement

Lighthouse at Happisburgh

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