Italian Neighborhood Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Italian Neighborhood



Wandering through dreams of yesterday, recalling memories on
back streets in an Italian neighborhood.

Getting together under grape arbors at Grandma's house, eat-
ing purple or green grapes brought from Sicily.

Talking, laughing, reminiscing till after dark, enjoying
being with family.

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