LampPost
(After I was watching my brother burn leaves, I looked up to a light post in the yard, small dinky thing and i began to write ;) again not good, but oh well)Tall
sturdy
bright.
Leads the way
through the night
a simple thing
a lamp, no more
overlooked, taken
for granted
yet always there,
for sure.
Always standing,
waiting.
Just a lamp.
Just.
.
Just?
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I thought that it was a great poem!