A Lighthouse

I want a shining lighthouse.
A beam directing way.
A flash of guidance in the fog
and broken dreams astray.
I'd put it on the shores
of forests full of green.
I'd float it on the coasts of skies
and misty graves unseen.
I want a shining lighthouse.
A face to look through gray.
Will you give me a lighthouse
to store my thoughts away?
I'll hide it in the mountains
where creatures know not roam.
I'll place it in my pockets
for shining things no more.
I want a shining lighthouse
to help me find my way.
Will you give me a lighthouse?
And hold my hand today?