Second Generation: New York

Mama
Remembers the four-leaf clover
And the bright blue Irish sky.
1
Remember the East River Parkway
And the tug boats passing by.
I
Rememhei Third Avenue
And the el trains overhead,
And our one window sill geranium
Blooming red.
Mama
Remembers Ireland.
All I remember is here—
And it’s dear!
Papa
Remembers Poland,
Sleighs in the wintertime.
Tall snow-covered fir trees,
And faces frosty witfi rime.
Papa
Remembers pogroms
And the ghetto’s ugly days.
I remember Vocational High,
Park concerts,
Theatre Guild plays.
Papa
Remembers Poland.
All I remember is here—
This house.
This street,
This city—
And they’re dear