Street corner light pole.

The days are constantly changing and are always so different. The only thing that stays the same through it all is the light pole on the corner of the street. 

The light pole sees the city day and night. Spring, summer, winter, fall. Rain or shine. Cloudy days or sunny days. 

It sees the green lights and the red lights. The stop signs and the police. It sees cars stop at red lights and cars run the red lights. 

The light pole sees you jamming out to your favorite song. It sees fights about which way to turn. Which road to take. Which gas station you'll go to. Which restaurant you'll get food from. 

The day your boyfriend broke up with you, the light pole saw that too. 

Old ladies crossing the street. Grocery bags ripping. Wallets being stolen. Ambulances speeding by. Kids learning how to ride bikes. Streets being repaved. Car wrecks being cleaned up. Holding the sign you hung when you lost your dog.

The light pole on the corner of the street goes without being noticed, but it notices everything. 

It only goes unnoticed until it doesn't give light when it's dark. Then someone comes along to fix it, until the next time the light doesn't shine at night.