Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends.Past the pits where the asphalt flowers growWe shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,And watch where the chalk-white arrows goTo the place where the sidewalk ends.
Shel SilversteinAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: american
- Born: September 25, 1930
- Died: May 10, 1999
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