Chalk Drawings

We draw lines upon the plane,
And wish and pray it doesn't rain.
And our designs, there they rest
On the porch's ground, they do attest.

They do attest many things:
How bees fly by, how cats are king,
How with the colors, red and blue
We can say such things as "I love you."

And we can draw portraits,
If if they're not exact,
There's no law stating such
yet to enact.

And when we're done,
We know we didn't fail.
Though, I hope to fulfill
The prophecy of the rail.