TB-MCMLIII

 

The fare was a Nickel,

each for Mother and me.

To ride the Fulton Street El.

It seems like ancient history.

 

On to Manhattan.

Flying over Brooklyn canopies.

A view, I wondered then,

Santa Claus would see.

 

To visit Aunt Laura.

Elizabeth Street, “Little Italy.”

Uncle Gus, an in-law,

and Cousin Mary.

 

Mary played a new

recording by Tony Bennet.

The first I ever knew,

and I will never forget it.

“I know I’d go from rags to riches …”

Ave atque vale.

©TPuma/7/21/23