I have always loved this poem. It is a classic as far as poetry goes in my opinion. Where The Sidewalk Ends was my first poetry book that I owned, and this poem was the first poem in that book so it was technically my first poem that I owned if you look at it that way. But this poem goes beyond childhood in a way that many of Shel Silverstein's poems do not by decsribing something that seems fanciful as a child, and almost sad as an adult. If only we could get to where the sidewalk ends and escape the black smoke and the dark streets, then perhaps we could find happiness.
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I have always loved this poem. It is a classic as far as poetry goes in my opinion. Where The Sidewalk Ends was my first poetry book that I owned, and this poem was the first poem in that book so it was technically my first poem that I owned if you look at it that way. But this poem goes beyond childhood in a way that many of Shel Silverstein's poems do not by decsribing something that seems fanciful as a child, and almost sad as an adult. If only we could get to where the sidewalk ends and escape the black smoke and the dark streets, then perhaps we could find happiness.
I love this one too! My mom used to read Silverstein to me when I was little. All of his work brings back so many great memories.
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