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Updated on September 10, 2011

Yeah, I'm from New York City!

I grew up one of its Finest, So Pretty!

Around Noble and Story,

Attended P.S. 107 down the street.

Always at the Blue Truck,

Chasing after Mr. Softee,

Running down the lane,

Wanting to be with my friends -

Karen, Pam, Junebug, Smitty, the boy with 100 pairs of sneakers.

Monique, pampered by her brothers and her mother,

There was Larry, & Lisa, she had a cool last name Qurindongo,

And was my Double Dutch jumping & candy eating partner!

Can't forget Brenda,or Lance her son,

I remember his cute smile and how he used to run (when his sickle cell anemia didn't act up.)

Life took away his chance to live.

Now I'm hitting him back with this chance to give

Memories, images, stories and unforgettable times,

Of my New York City,

My home, the Big Apple, a place I LOVE!

Echoes hit me when I travel down my block,

But landmarks still stand.

New York City's Finest roll by searching,

I wonder if they're looking for my friends.

I hear the Echoes.

I wonder where life has taken them.

Yeah, I'm from New York City!

I want to go home to New York City!

Copyright © 2009. Satice James. All Rights Reserved.


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      satice_j 6 years ago from via the Bronx, NY

      Vinaya, Thank you again for your visiting my Hub page. You're welcome anytime!

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      Vinaya Ghimire 6 years ago from Nepal

      We all have memories, some sweet, some sour. Thanks for sharing yours.

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      jenubouka 6 years ago

      Always, always

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      satice_j 6 years ago from via the Bronx, NY

      You keep me smilin' jenubouka! Ditto back at ya re: the talent bit. Honestly we never know how good we are until seen in the eyes of a fellow writer. I thank you for stopping in and reading my hubs. You friend are AWESOME!!

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      jenubouka 6 years ago

      Always! I too look back at the innocence of the youthful yesterday's and no it is not the same when childhood friends part and grow up. Though you carry the gift of words and the talent to place them ever so gently together, for us, the reader to reminisce right along beside you.

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      satice_j 6 years ago from via the Bronx, NY

      jenubouka, my best memories were crossing over the George Washington Bridge and wondering when would we ever get to Grandma's house. My Grandmother is 83 years old and she is my best friend ever. I miss being a kid and I miss my friends. I am in touch with a few on FB, but it is not the same. The friend I haven't found is Lisa. She was way cool! Ah, but I am going off on a tangent! I so enjoy you coming by and reading my hubs. Take good care & thank you!

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      jenubouka 6 years ago

      I can feel the memories, smiles, and sad goodbyes....