The Glimmerman Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

The Glimmerman.

I am the Glimmerman,
a lamp lighter.
I am the one who comes in the evening
and makes it safe and brighter.

I see alot of things,
some I will not mention.
My nights are never boring,
but sometimes they can bring tension.

As I walk the streets alone,
I see the beauty of the night.
I see the glistening stars
shine down and they are a wonderful
sight.

I see all the lovely buildings,
some old, some new.
In the evening they have a
different view.

And as I walk by the canal,
some swans gather under the bridge.
Their wings a silvery white,
do everything to bewitch.

Time to head on home.
Another nights work done.
I enjoy my job as a Glimmerman.
Its better than working under the sun.

Verse:
Sandra Kavanagh(c) .20230919