By: Shel SilverStein
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.
When I read the first paragraph, I felt airy and filled with light. I also pictured this beautiful scene. But when I read the second paragraph, I felt heavy and dark. I liked how Shel Silverstein created this to give you two idea's and two point's of view. It gives you an understanding of what the world around us has become and what there still is at the end of the sidewalk. He's also saying the place in the first paragraph is where humans haven't and can't touch. And because of that, it's where the sidewalk ends and where this beautiful lush paradise begins.
"And we'll go where the white-chalk arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know,
The place where the sidewalk ends"
These last three lines really stuck out to me because they are saying that we are the future. As children we have the power to grow up and stop all of the harmful things that are being done to our environment. The first line in the triplet says to follow the white arrows. And the second line says that we, as children have drawn those white arrows. I like that because white is the color of peace. So when we are older and wiser we will be able to lead the world in to a more peaceful and happy state.
Overall, I think this poem is about trying to save our environment and then enjoying it together. Keeping our earth clean is important. But it's also important to not overload. Every once in a while it's important to stop doing what you are doing and have fun. Or go to a little paradise of your own. No matter where it is.
No harm will come in taking a step back in life and enjoying what mother earth has to offer as long as we keep it clean. I mean, have you ever stopped just to sniff the roses? I sure haven't. But after reading this poem, I do want to. There are so many important things that we miss because we want to be going, going and going. In The Phantom Tollbooth there was a city filled with buildings that were bright and beautiful that everyone stopped to look at and adore. But when people just kept walking, urgent to get to where they wanted to go, the buildings faded until they were close to nothing. Sometimes, sniffing the roses is the right thing to do. After all, roses, are delightful.
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