Red light, traffic light.
You give the command.
Come to a complete stop.
Make sure to understand.
Yellow light, traffic light.
Your double message I heed.
I may continue going,
But at a cautious speed.
Green light, traffic light.
You give me the go.
I can go on through,
Though it’s safer to go slow.
Traffic signal, traffic light.
You’re so much like rules of life.
If everyone would follow them,
There would be a lot less strife.
Unfortunately reality
Is the same with people and lights.
A lot of avoidable crashes happen
By those who hate to do what’s right.
11-13-2000 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
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