Lights in the Ground

I’m  the  ground  light

I   shine through the dark night

With my bulbs shining  bright

I am   a  wonderful  delight.

I live inside  the  ground

My sculptor  was sound

He  never spoke while he was sculpting me

And  now he calls me priceless.

 He said I was a joke,

Don’t you see?

And now I’d better go

But my light will always show  

                                                                               By E

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