The Flashing Light

The flashing light up on the hill...
I wink, and it winks back.

The flashing light up on the hill...
its consistency annoys me.

The flashing light up on the hill...
perhaps its trying to tell me something?

The flashing light up on the hill...
it will still be there when I'm gone.

poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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