I remember the South Bronx summers
playing stickball in the hot steamy streets
We played stickball with a broomstick
We chased the ball in backyards
Other kids went out to the pool
to swim and splash all afternoon,
others sprayed the cold water
from the gushing fire hydrant,
others, shirtless, rode their bikes
to the Botanical Garden at Fordham Road.
As darkness fell, we played tag until late at night
tired, hungry, no complaints,
the South Bronx was our summer park —
a place to laugh and run and play.
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Author:
rrodriguez (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Thinking of a time long ago.
- Category: Special occasion
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THANKS RR ~ New York ~ New York is a very very special City ~ A City everyone on Earth should visit at least once !. I've visited a few times and each of the five Boroughs is larger than most Cities and each one is very different ! Manhattan (1.6 M) The Bronx (1.4 M) Queens (2.3 M) Brooklyn (2.6 M) and Staten Island (0.5 M). New York City is wicked at any time of the year ~ So book you plane today and ENJOY ! Thanks for sharing ~ BRIAN
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