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  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


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  nothing over  (4/27/2009 7:49:00 PM)

I love this poem, very emotional...check out my poems for a similar emotional feel
  Danzen D.  (4/13/2009 7:56:00 AM)

Perhaps the children follow where they are happy...they listen to they're heart...a place to rest and breathe lightly in the smoke-filled street..perhaps the children do not make things more complicated than what they see...that is why they know where the sidewalk ends...nice poem! *smile*
  Anthony Fortunato  (3/19/2009 6:14:00 PM)

I first read those books when i was a lil. I loved them very much.
  Tia L  (3/18/2009 6:56:00 AM)

classic poem...beautiful imagery
  Isaac Lyman  (2/25/2009 1:50:00 PM)

I am a big Shel Silverstein fan. And I mean a Big Fan. This is not my favorite poem by him, but it does speak volumes about the artistry of a tone of reminiscence, which Silverstein produces easily and smoothly. A great poem to let your eyes glaze as you read over, letting your mind fill in the lines to follow, because everyone has them. Handsome work, Silverstein.
  Meggie Gultiano  (2/21/2009 5:03:00 AM)

a great piece.I love this
  Jonathan Berry  (2/13/2009 1:02:00 PM)

Fantastic read! I'm so glad I clicked here!
  Elbert Matt Loubser  (12/17/2008 4:16:00 AM)

So uncomplicated at first. I try to see a hidden meanig in every poem so I might have mistaken this poem for one with more to it than meets the eye. I really adore it either way
  Linda Winchell  (10/20/2008 3:23:00 PM)

Would appreciate your comments on some of my poems. This was is good.10! Linda Winchell
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