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A New York City Summer

By | Poems

The sun is hot

The city, loud

Screaming with life

Filled with crowds

The kids are outside

Fire hydrants busted open

Water guns and chalk sticks

Little girls and jump ropes

The ice cream trucks sing

Promises of cool treats

Then the sun starts to set

But people stay in the streets

People sit out in lawn chairs

In a place with no lawns

In the concrete jungle

Everyone belongs

They sit with their music

Their banter, their day

Relishing the summer night

Before it fades away