Concerts In The Park - Poem by Antoinette Mazzola
When I was a child, I still remember
The band concerts well, from June to September.
And how we would meet
On Genesee street
And walk to the park and assemble.
To listen to the band
It sounded so grand.
We would sit on the ground till the sun went down.
Then some started dancing, and others romancing.
Oh, how well I remember.
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