SECOND GENERATION: NEW YORK

Mama

Remembers the four-leaf clover

And the bright blue Irish sky.

I

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!