Baskadia

The Traffic Lights

In the city's heart, they stand bold, Traffic lights, colors that unfold. Green, a signal to surge ahead, On roads where journeys are fed. Amber warns, a gentle plea, Slow down, be cautious, patiently. And red, a moment to pause and wait, As life's symphony orchestrates. In the dance of cars, they guide with grace, Traffic lights, the city's embrace.