where the sidewalk ends

shel silverstein

 

there is a place where the sidewalk ends and before the street begins, and there the grass grows

• soft
• and
• white

and there the sun burns

• crimson bright
• and

there the moon-bird rests from his flight to cool in the peppermint wind. let us leave this place where the smoke blows

• black
• and the
• dark

street winds and bends. past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow we shall walk with a walk that is

• measured
• and
• slow

and watch where the

• chalk-white

arrows go to the place where the sidewalk ends. yes we'll walk with a walk that is

• measured
• and
• slow

and we'll go where the

• chalk-white

arrows go, for the children, they mark, and the children, they know the place where the sidewalk ends.