Poem Idea - Lighting the Night

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Many objects may light your way down a dark street. Few provide the sense of security and nostalgia that a street light does. The height helps illuminate a wider area. The intensity of the bulb sets the tone for the area. One lone light creates an ominous, eerie feeling. A series of bright beacons leads us to happier locations and eases that internal anxiety.

During the day, these markers stand waiting for their next opportunity to share their warmth. They wait to be activated. They pause and rest so as to be set for their shining moment. What do you see when you look at a street light. How it makes you feel? Is it just there? Do you walk right past it during the day? Do you take the guidance for granted? What will you do differently next time you encounter one of these lonely soldiers of the evening? Post it here, or share elsewhere, but write and enjoy…