My Friend Brian is a Traffic Cone

Never walk alone

Introducing my new friend, the traffic cone.

I’ve decided to name him Brian.

I found him at the park.

His job was to keep people from running in the mud, slipping, falling, hurting themselves.

Brian got me thinking this morning…

Good people can be like traffic cones. They keep us from danger, they help us stay in our lane, they mark out our journey for us.

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