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Where The Sidewalk Ends

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. 
-Shel Silverstein

Jacksonville Child Photographer
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4 comments:

  1. such cute little feet! I love all the detail of his toes in the top one!

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  2. Love those feet!! (And Shel Silverstein!)

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  3. So beautiful Chay. Love the whole thing.... so nice. Love your blog! I always admire it and think I haven't told you that! so much fun! <3

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  4. You have combined two great things: artful images and wonderful poetry. Love!

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