Vera Sidhwa Poems
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.
I was wettig my lash,
Cuz I needed to wash my face.
And I did it so smoothly.
I was stomping in a puddle.
In the middle of the day.
Under the new sun's day.
I was wetting my umbrella,
While running through the water,
With my delightedly screaming daughter.