Ah green, I love my green.
It's the traffic light's nicest scene.
Green is a traffic dream.
You can always keep driving, driving, driving.
And you can keep going in life, whatever you're doing,
Your favorite project, your favorite dream.
And orange traffic light,
In my life, I've had to a slow down when I was skiing,
A slow down of whatever I was doing.
And oh red light.
I had to stop being in so much strife.
I had to stop my bad habits.
Interesting poem on traffic signal and its comparison with the pace of life.Loved the poem.
This shows how seemingly small small things enrich our lives and also provide guidance at every juncture. Thanks indeed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very simple but also very.creative.