During that time you're having a good day… <br />You're not in a hurry; lights all go your way. <br />When time is ample and the scene serene, <br />Just as you need them, they all turn green. <br />When the pressure's off with no goal ahead, <br />The friendly signals never turn to red. <br /> <br />But when time is short and pressure's on, <br />That friendly shamrock is quickly gone. <br />If boss or spouse will determine your fate, <br />At each blood red light dejected you wait. <br />It's like riding a sagging nag made of lead. <br />Your time erodes with each frustrating red. <br /> <br /> <br />Since life's lights are full of red and green, <br />Safe traffic depends on a well paced routine. <br />Then respect for all lights, as well as speed <br />Are necessary if life's journey is to succeed.<br /><br />Gregory Huyette<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/traffic-lights-5/
