people on the stoops
watching the passersby
hydrants open
spraying cool water
on the neighborhood kids
ice cream truck has arrived
people lining up
to buy and enjoy
an ice cream or something
cold to drink
to hot cook inside
so pizza and sandwiches
are the meals for the hungry
the ones without a/c suffer
as the temps are stifling
window fans are useless
as they blow hot air
no break in sight
from the swelter
yet the people
are use to it
life in the city
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A Pondering Mind 
This was very good, I could see this scene in my mind !
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Thank you, Lia. It all came to me, as I had a mental image of New York City.
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The words were so good here I did not even need a photo – wonderful
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Thank you. I’m glad you liked it.
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Nice! I grew up like that in Philly so it brought back memories.
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Thank you for the nice comment.
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Excellent poem.
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Thank you, Georgiann.
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This immediately brought to mind “Summer in the City” by the Lovin’ Spoonful–in the best possible way!
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A song that goes back to 1966, the year I graduated from high school.
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Delightful poem filled with wonderful visual images.
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Thank you, Ronnie.
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nicely done. I could actually hear the noise in the streets as I sweltered there on the stoop.
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Thank you, Jerry.
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