|The Sidewalk (standard:poetry, 151 words)|
|Author: Red Storm||Added: Aug 11 2001||Views/Reads: 1972/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A poor attempt on my behalf at poetry, and probably an insult to real poets, this is an attempt to break into a new realm with a strong message.|
I saw you in the coffee shop today, the one we often went to; I stopped in to say hello, though I knew it couldnít be true; Her hair was similar to yours, but not nearly as sweet; I sighed and felt so empty, my heart had skipped a beat; As I walked along the sidewalk, I saw your car go past; I ran and waved and called to you, but it was moving awfully fast; As it turned a block away, I saw the driver stare; I shook my head and began to weep, he didnít really care; I couldnít take it anymore, I had to run not walk; But I laughed out loud when I came upon your name written on the street in chalk; It was spelled a little different, but it meant the same you see; Death itself canít come between, the bond of you and me. Tweet
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