no one you know

and don't you know
it's not a cold rain,
it's another warm spring snow
drifting the city street,
your wandering feet,
wondering which way to go.
no one you know
pushing their friendly shopping carts
down endless aisles
looking for bargain smiles
hearing the registers' sing.
what will another day bring?
and don't you know
there were once blue skies:
clear streams and steady eyes,
soda pop; black & white tv,
birthdays and flowers for free,
stories of mom and dad
and all the treasures they had,
dreams instead of schemes,
and don't you know
it's not a cold rain,
it's another warm spring snow
drifting the city street
your wandering feet,
wondering which way to go
no one you know.