Streetlights Poem by Ronald Speight

Streetlights



They give light to dim corners
Warmth to a cold reality
Watchful eyes over ill-lit paths

Curfews for kids to recluse
Back home
They breath life into a dead night

I consider them to be my
Guardian angels
Which preserve me from
The creeping darkness
And its friends

Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: kids
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Ronald Speight

Ronald Speight

Philadelphia, PA
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