A Plea From A Traffic Light
By birksy
How many cars pass by? I look in their windows but they look straight ahead. I still think I’m here, but I can’t really tell, no mirrors, you see. If you pass by today, look up, give a smile no need to wave, I can’t wave back. But a smile will do, for it’s cold where I stand, it’ll help, in its own little way. Written January 16th, 2002 © on Jan 15 2002 09:50 PM PST, Simon Birks 0 • 14
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