Harbour Lights Poem by Phil Soar

The harbour lights as dusk begins will shimmer at the water’s edge
And gulls, so loud in daylight hours, will quieten as the day now ends
As boats tie up along the piers, and time is called on leisure trips
A lone and empty vessel sways a little as the waves caress its tips

The bow and stern waltz on the water as the tide draws out to sea
And as we sit and watch the dark invade our space, it’s comforting
To know that all are safe and back at home, until the dawn arrives
And harbour lights then fade away, and the tide invites them out again.