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My Dearest Brooklyn

My Dearest Brooklyn

An Anne G Original

A jukebox of memories in my head,

dearest Brooklyn, you and me.

Lanky boys with cow-licked locks,

freckled girls and ponytails.

Big black cars with white-walled tires;

scooters, bicycles – roller skates.

Chalk stained streets and made-up games;

marbles, sticks and bottle caps.

A skip, a hop, some soda pop;

memories at a nickels’ drop.

The sun, the moon – a silly tune;

dearest Brooklyn, you and me.

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This publication is part 7 of 12 in the series Ode To Brooklyn