Daughter of the Light

The wind it howled, the sea it raged, a storm of fury brewed
Off Farne Islands, a ship in peril, on jagged rocks it skewed
The cries for help, they pierced the night, a desperate, mournful plea
But hope remained, a flickering flame, for Grace, the lighthouse key

Grace Darling, daughter of the light, with courage in her soul
She faced the fury, dark and wild, to reach that wretched shoal
Her father by her side, they rowed, a tiny boat so frail
Against the crashing waves they fought, a daring, selfless tale

The lighthouse beam, a guiding star, cut through the inky night
Grace, with steady hand, she steered, a beacon shining bright
Her heart, though filled with fear, it burned with an unyielding fire
To save those clinging to the wreck, a noble, brave desire

Nine souls they saved from ocean's grasp, a victory hard won
Their bravery etched in history, a deed that will be sung
A lighthouse keeper's daughter bold, a legend of the sea
Her name a testament to strength, for all eternity

So raise a glass to Grace Darling, the heroine of the storm
May her courage ever light our way, and keep us safe and warm