Best Poem Ever

''Sewer Walking''

You and me, we used to talk
Like a river underground, the sewer
where we used to walk.
The whole at the end empties out to the pier
Where paperboats disappear.

Me, I tried to send this note,
Float it like a paperboat,
But paper sinks and words are weak.
I try but I don't speak.

Join together in the silent snow;
Turn our faces up to see
Not endless night but day,
A pier,
And you and me, talking.



This poem was written by Grace in one of my favourite series, Joan Of Arcadia.