chalk drawings

we where chalk drawings
waiting for the rain to wash us away
we are leaves
drying in the sun
our wee skeletons becoming beautiful to look through
we are singing songs by the road
and juggling a thousand pebbles
until we find a lake to skip them on
we are sand between our toes
and the dirt under our nails
the aches and pains and tiredness
we feel
are distractions we need not notice
when we start to draw ourselves in chalk once more