Where the Sidewalk Ends

✨A Poem✨

The sidewalks passes by below my feet.

It doesn’t lead to the finish line

but it will take me most of the way.

There’s the usual cracks and bottle caps,

gum wrappers and gum that lost their stick.

A breeze blows blades of grass across my feet

and into the road.

It’s just a stroll

but it’s taking me places.

-Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson

Published by Jayne

Saschia Jayne Johnson is the author of Writer’s Quest: A Triptych. On her free time, she likes to be with her family outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize it was the search that held what was most important; curiosity." Saschia works daily on improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with.

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