Shake the Dust

This is for the romantics

This is for the kids who grew up on Silverstien poems

And those growing up building character on 140 characters or less

This is for the letter writers

This is for the five year olds in plastic Cinderella shoes

Matching the patterned footsteps of their mothers’ leather heels

This is for the bus drivers

Shake the dust.

This is for the runners

This is for the people who didn’t believe in love

And the people who don’t anymore

Shake the dust

This is for the florists and the bakers and the painters

For those who see the faded beauty in clichés

This is for the readers

Shake the dust.

This is for the girls with too much eyeliner

For the gamers with too much free time

This is for the parents who do not have children because their children grew too quickly

Shake the dust,

Pull back the curtain and let the sun fade the antique furniture pulled from your attic

Shake the dust

Leave the picnic blanket in the rain and let the ants carry away grains of bread

Shake the dust

Stand in the snow without a jacket a revel in the fact that you are alive

Shake the dust

This is for the dreamers.

Shake the dust.