Jersey City is where I was born
I woke up to see many a dawns
It's not a bad city, it was a place to live
But there were many times it didn't forgive
The streets were tough, the winter's cold
It's a city you can embrace, but one you can never hold
The streets will own and rule you
There's not too much one can do
After some years you'll be ready to leave
It will no longer have the things you need
That's when you know the time has come
Because you and the city are no longer one
Now people grow up there and decide to stay
But so many many more just go a different way
6-18-10/RJH
Is the poet happy about his city? give reasons for your answers
Yes the poet was happy about Jersey City. I lived there 21 years and got real tired of it and moved. But there are things that I still miss about it. That's that.
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How many stanzas are there in this poem
7 stanzas R there