The points of holly leaves flashed bright as stars

The points of holly flashed as bright as stars

The sharpness of the 1leaves, oh human eyes.

Yet on the motorway the lights are cars.

And when they crash we know  that someone dies.

Undeterred the birds move swiftly by

Concentrating on the nest to get it right

The holly berries call with little cries

What do they tell us about human sight? 

There are no  hedges on a motorway

There are no flowers since Princess Di  passed by.

Yet people grumble when they have to pay.

And every day the the papers  advertise

The  leaves of Holly and the the berries  bright

Remind me that there is a different light