Traffic Light Poems - Poems about Traffic Light

To this traffic light I laugh, I weep, I sigh and Then, I walk away....

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Oh traffic light, oh traffic light Why do you keep me waiting so. Oh traffic light, oh traffic light With your red light glaring and your ominous glow. Oh traffic light, oh traffic light. Do please hurry, I'm going to miss my show Oh traffic light, oh traffic light Time passes so slowly, as I await your green signal, to go. Written November...

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Jesus at the Traffic Light By David J Walker It turns out that my Atheists friends were all wrong Jesus is real And he hangs around on a cross-town traffic light Over the bricks laid by prisoners In the streets of our long-ago downtown Watching the Salvation Army Marching the hungry children Stopping for a taste of his blood And crumbs...

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As soon as I ran that red light, I knew that our fates were sealed. Because of my carelessness and stupidity, seven people were killed. When I crashed, my wife and two children were killed instantly. So were the people in the other car and it was all because of me. It is horrible when people meet such a...

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Traffic Light An empty city street, late at night There’s nothing but a traffic light Turning red to green to yellow to red An endless cycle going on in our heads. There are four directions that you may choose You have no guidance, don’t look for the cues You are on your own now, make a decision Time is running out, you...

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In a road of life, Love will pass our way. No matter how far or near, Our journey lead its way. It takes a sign to follow, as we go through our trip. The signal of what must do, when love has end its glitz. Yellow served as a warning sign. That tears and pain will soon abide. A warning for us to be strong. as...

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The woman in the back blowing her horn She is in a hurry to go As I comes to a complete stop After the traffic lights turn yellow Thru the glass she showed me the finger But I paid her no attention She then start using obscene language That is too bad for this poem...

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The woman in the back blowing her horn She is in a hurry to go As I comes to a complete stop After the traffic lights turn yellow Thru the glass she showed me the finger But I paid her no attention She then start using obscene language That is too bad for this poem...

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Harsh Sunlight From the car In front of me If not for sunglasses I couldn't see...

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