The lighthouse keeper's daughter grew,
With ocean as her view,
She learned to row before she walked,
And swim before she flew.
She knew the stars by name at five,
And read the weather signs,
She helped her father tend the lamp,
When fog pressed on the shine.
Her mother taught her how to bake,
And tend the garden plot,
The isolation made her strong,
And ready for what she's got.
Now she tends the lighthouse lamp,
On her father's retirement day,
A lighthouse keeper's daughter stands,
To guide ships on their way.
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