Sidewalk Story

Every family has a story
And ours is cast in stone
In the corner of the sidewalk
Just a few feet from the home

Where we once made love
With the hopes 
To find forever
But now it's gone to hell 

Our sidewalk story speaks to me
Calling out in disbelief
The dated old reminders 
Of yesterday

Two hands of people once in love
Who decided that they'd both give up
Now I see the painful path
That it has paved

Signed and dated with a heart
Is the love that's
Since fell apart
The only one that's weathered all our storms

Like a funeral it has long since died
Caught up in a marriage pyre
And like her eyes
It's not the only thing that's poured

Our sidewalk story speaks to me
Calling out in disbelief
The dated old reminders 
Of yesterday

Two hands of people once in love
Who decided that they'd both give up
And I see the painful path
That it has paved

Now a for sale sign 
Hides the stone 
And the grass has all 
But overgrown

The story in the sidewalk
Of our once so happy home 

There's a story in the sidewalk 
Of so many broken homes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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