On The Go- The Sidewalk’s End

I’m here, where the sidewalk ends.

Only broken stones and tossing weeds before my feet.

We stand together, waiting.

For our train to come?

But we were going somewhere.

We had something to do.

Expectations are wanting to be met.

Please, the road can’t end here in a pile of rubble.

I need to go on.

But we wait, where the sidewalk ends.

-M.E. InkOwl

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