On your way to school, let your shoes do their walking…
over the hill, round the bend, and down the street,
… keep left, where those two roads do their forking.
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On your way to school, let those birds do their squawking…
in the trees above, let them chirp and tweet,
… keep low, when those swoopers do their storking.
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On your way to school, let them pitchers do their balking…
let them duck and weave, let them drag their feet,
… keep counsel, when them braggarts do their hawking
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On your way to school, hold the line that you’ve been chalking…
focus on the way ahead, be subtle and discrete,
… keep watch, take heed, but do it without gawking.
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On your way to school, let your shadows do their stalking…
let them be your buddy, be your bobby on the beat,
… keep going, don’t be the truant who is baulking.
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On your way to school, when roads all do their forking…
be the kid who knows his way, knows his way complete,
… be steady, let your footsteps do the talking,
… be ready, as daily you go walking.
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© Tim Grace, 13 December 2023
Comments (2)
clever words
Nice job.