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To understand that nothing in your life, good or bad, is permanent so either cherish what you have or realize it won't be bugging you forever

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Everyone. This poem can be about almost every person on the planet and how they should/will handle life

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To live life to the fullest and to not stress out about the little things

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The people walking on the sidewalk and the kids that are already on the other side of the end of the sidewalk

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“Where the Sidewalk Ends” could most nearly mean where the city ends because the word sidewalk we associate with the city.

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The tone switches from upbeat to solemn back to hopeful.

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There are so many metaphors in this poem and they are to try to compare what the other side of the end is like using what we know since it is nothing we have ever seen before.

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To truly show how much better it is after the sidewalk ends

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There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.

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Passion is given a life like characteristic to emphasize the impact that it truly has in our lives and to open our eyes to when it leaves.

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This is not a rhyming scheme but instead a way I structured the poem. In one stanza, I talk about positive things and in the next negative.

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To show that no matter what it is in life is temporary

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Soft petals fall and gray, unwary

Of their hopeless clinging, and fight

For all things vivid and loved are temporary.

Bomb’s thunder falls silent eventually

Both sides proven wrong or right

What is cruel is interim, it’s end involuntary

Merriment, friends, the best rest in memory

But color and life in the mind’s eye turns white

For all things vivid and loved are temporary.

Wounds open their eye, red and unburied

Only to sink and seal losing their sight

What is cruel is interim, it’s end involuntary

Passion’s flame, sparks turned incendiary

Burns to ash, extinguishing lover’s light

For all things vivid and loved are temporary.

A cycle strung the distance of eternity

A law to balance peace and blight

What is cruel is interim, it’s end involuntary

For all things vivid and loved are temporary.