Crosswalk Two-Step
Walking down the boulevard early one day
Crossing with the light going the right way
He stepped into the street
On his nimble feet
She checked to the left checked to the right
No traffic around not a car in sight
He did the "cross walk two step run for your life"
Everyone it seems wants to make a widow of his wife
The little girl was waiting to go across the street
Just trying to get home using her two feet
The light said go
Her feet did so
His call was too important to watch what was happening
He drove through the crosswalk her little feet scampering
She did the "crosswalk two step run for your life"
His day was just too busy to care about her life
I was waiting on the street corner for the walk light
It came to show me to cross I had the right
His light was red
Where was his head?
He wasn't going to stop that much I could see
I'll wait for my walk light once more to be
Don't need the "crosswalk two step run for your life"
Going to make it home today to be with my wife.
Safely across the street, only one more to go.
As I stand at the street edge, a car begins to slow.
She saw me there.
She played it fair.
She stopped her car before the white line
She waited while I crossed she gave me the time
No need for the "crosswalk two step run for my life"
The driver of the stopped car was none other than my wife.
Copyright © Larry Johnson | Year Posted 2006
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