There was a street that I used to know
When I was a girl so long ago
With an old house that had three large floors
Lots of windows and quite a few doors.
Dozens of roses, black iron torch
Both back yard and front, plus a great porch
Tomatoes, peppers, carnations too
A home full of love much overdue
As I’ve wandered down memory’s lane
Couldn’t help singing a glad refrain
Reminding myself God loves us all
Whether we’re skinny, fat, short or tall !
Claire V. Bogdanos 