Road Signs

Driving home I watch the signs
For “Food Phone Lodging Gas,”
All of which, so far at least,
We zip along and pass.

Soon newer signs replace them,
With a picture of a bed
Or a gas pump or a fork and knife,
No words that must be read.

There is one icon missing
For the one that isn’t shown
Is what most of us have with us,
Which is, naturally, the phone.