The Sign by Mae G.

I am a sign.
As I sit up on the wall I watch
the cars go by.
Here comes a blue one and
there it goes. Around noon I am
rewarded by the playful whoop and
laughter of kids.

In the summer I am
alone. As a sign I am
welcoming. The kids will
come and
go.

Topic: Persona Poem ~ revised March 1, 2010