Sidewalk Chalk Poem by Bailadora P

Noah and Abby
Are five and six
Every morning
They depict
Mommy and Daddy
And ponies and spaceships
Flowers and trains
And houses with bricks

Sidewalk chalk
On the road
Down the block
Indistinct scrawl
And sunshine
And hopscotch

Noah and Abby
Are six and seven
Every morning
They see Miss Evans
They go to school
To learn their lessons
And need permission
To ask their questions

Sidewalk chalk
On the road
Down the block
Won't appear
Til they're home
At 3 o'clock

Noah and Abby
Are seven and eight
Every morning
They see Miss Tate
Now they've got homework
They study real late
They're up til dark
No time to create

Sidewalk chalk
On the road
Down the block
Of fresh air
And sunshine
There is no talk

Noah and Abby
Are eight and nine
Every morning
They stand in lines
They learn to hate
What they're assigned
They're stressed by school
From morning till night

No more chalk
On the road
Down the block
The kids can't play
When they're stuck
Into a box