What happens when the sidewalk ends?
What happens when the sidewalk ends?
I like sidewalks--streets with billowy-tree-lined sidewalks.
The neighborhood I live in is nice and walkable but I find myself gravitating to other neighborhoods that have sidewalks. The towns where I was raised all had sidewalks until we moved to the suburbs of Mobile, where the sidewalk ends.
What happens when the sidewalk ends? Shel Silverstein knows a little about this. His book, "Where the Sidewalk Ends" is a delightful collection of poems for children.
Contrary to Shel Silverstein's version, in my towns, smoke did not blow black, and the streets were light and bright. Children of yesteryear spent time on sidewalks riding bikes and scooters, skating, and playing hopscotch. We loved it.
In the poem, where the sidewalk ends is where imagination begins. Perhaps. When I walk in my neighborhood--the one without sidewalks--I imagine getting hit by cars zooming around the corner. Maybe someday when I walk under a moonlit night, I will imagine a cool peppermint wind. I think I would love it.
~ LowTide explorer, Carolyn Fjeran
[LowTide is an eclectic collection of discoveries and reflective writings.]
Comments
Post a Comment