Leaving Behind the Endless Fields of Corn and Soybeans

Sidewalk Chalk

Who remembers

Filling every square of their driveway

With the muted tones

Of sidewalk chalk

I do

I spent entire afternoons

Working on my masterpieces

Each square

A blank canvas

I filled every crevice with doodles

Until the chalk crumbled to dust

My fingers

Covered in every color of the rainbow

And then some more

I'd fill the driveway

And the sidewalk too

I wanted the whole neighborhood

To see my artistry

To admire my skillful drawings

I didn't mind when the rain came to wash my work away

It just meant

I got to do it all over again