June 21, 2011
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A streetlight means everything
to a child in a ditch.
It's an aurora borealis
that doesn't exist.
It's a shelter from the unknown,
the unseen.
A shield from the UFO (airplane)
with an extra-terrestrial being.
But as we grow older,
we look up to it less.
And as I grow older,
I must confess
I think to the streetlight only on a night turned late
and not when its bulb eventually blinks out
as is every streetlight's fate.
The lamp will be replaced,
replaced in a stitch,
but I'll always remember my streetlight
that meant everything to me as a child in a ditch.

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