Walking Down a Sidewalk

Walking down a sidewalk,
Along a quiet city street,
On a warm summer’s day,
There is much to see.

Some houses are big,
Some are small.
Some yards are neat,
Others are not.

As I stroll by one house,
A woman waters flowers.
Another woman passes by,
Dressed in black from head to toe.

I look ahead and see a tunnel,
Through neatly trimmed trees and bushes.
A bird sings a song,
And colorful flowers catch my eye.

Two teenage girls approach,
They barely notice me as they talk.
I hear a few crude words as they pass,
Then they are gone, and I continue walking on.

by Cody McCullough


Photo by Elizabeth McCullough

9 thoughts on “Walking Down a Sidewalk

  1. a beautiful picture to place in my mind – especially right now, where everything is dead around here and the beautiful white snow is getting dingy and black. oh well, spring will be here soon enough! your piece gave me a little crumb:)

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