Signs - Poem by David Aslin
Signs around every day,
Telling us of how and the way.
Lights changing colour or guiding the way,
Rules surround, to be bound.
With you there's none as its in my heart that you have won.
Unable to read and colour not seen, except to beat, to pound,
Whenever that your around
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