Traffic Light

Traffic Light

By Allie Marie

Ask me and I won’t lie.

I am stuck at the red light.

Horns and fingers play

like it is a race.

Maybe I am too cautious

or am lost in all the nonsense.

But, I’ll blast the stereo

and sing along to what I know.

Roll down the window

and shout at the cars that get too close.

There’s a shadow of a green light

that whispers ‘you’ll be fine.’

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