Italian Neighborhood
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Wandering through dreams of yesterday, recalling memories on
back streets in an Italian neighborhood.
Getting together under grape arbors at Grandma's house, eat-
ing purple or green grapes brought from Sicily.
Talking, laughing, reminiscing till after dark, enjoying
being with family.
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