Street Light
Old yellow streetlamps shine
Children play in sunlight’s glow
The noose that hung their life away
Now enters into play
They take their turn to swing
From lamplights shine
Their laughter falls on cold deaf ground
To late they learn of love
The crown of life made to swim through time eternal
A sign will tell of their return
Their noise and laughter will ring once more
No hand nor voice to scoot away
The weekend calls to County Fair…
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