Where the Sidewalk Ends

August 27, 2009

by Shel Silverstein

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,

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 And there the grass grows soft and white, 

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And there the sun burns crimson bright,

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And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

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Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.

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Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,

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And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

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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

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The place where the sidewalk ends.

Pictures by marija strajnic

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