School Crossing Sign

I love how you hang overhead
like shelter. The idea of shelter
shaped like a little yellow house.

I love how you glow at night,
like someon’s porch light or fireside
where an adult holds a child’s hand.

Hovering guardian, protector, I saw how
you dripped with rain all day, the rain
that couldn’t wash clean the street.

Books Available
The Day of My First Driving Lesson
Country Well-Known as an Old Nightmare's Stable
High-Voltage Lines
Knocking from Inside