3030 Poetry Challenge- Day 25 and I am struggling.

Who would have thought I would make it this far? I must say some days are harder than others, like today, for example.
The prompt is : sidewalk

We call them pavements.
They are narrow strips of paving.
We scurry along them
out of the way of traffic.
We give our objects names
which describe their origins,
their construction.
Our nouns tell us about the past.

New worlds label things,
according to their present function.
So our pavement,
becomes their sidewalk.


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