Sidewalk Chalk
A picture drawn with sidewalk chalk
Will always make me smile
And even in this modern age,
It won't go out of style.
When I was young, our pottsy games
Were proudly done in chalk
And passers-by, when glancing down,
Would not upon them walk.
My children decorated rocks
And our un-trafficked street,
Especially on holidays,
Which made the day complete.
There's an artist in the city,
De la Vega is his name,
Who in secret leaves his chalk impressions,
Earning him some fame.
But no matter who the chalker,
There is one thing that is clear,
When a downpour comes to visit,
All that art will disappear.
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