Where the Sidewalk Ends
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

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
The place where the sidewalk ends.
-Silverstein

Input text: a sidewalk. the ground is white [Grass]. a bird is 3 feet northwest of the sidewalk. a weed is -3 feet north of the sidewalk. another weed is next to the weed. a tiny flower is -19 feet north of the sidewalk. a tree is 1 feet west of the sidewalk. another tree is -2 feet north of the sidewalk. it is noon. the sun is crimson. the ambient light is white. the camera light is dark. a boy is on the sidewalk. he is facing north.
Tags:  ##HD  #totwpoetry 
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nheiges  (2017) 
cute and whimsical!
watcher570  (2017) 
nice
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