Sunday morning
I’ve waited all week
The corner stores are calling
The deli of Henry and Henry
Joe’s candy shop
Mommy hands me a few dollars
Off I go for the New York Sunday Times
And a half dozen bagels
A large load for a little girl to carry
Luckily, there is room in my pockets
For the candy
I return with no change
dVerse Poetics: For the love of the broadsheet hosted by Punam
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That’s a successful journey
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Thank you, Sadje! 😊
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You’re most welcome
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Aww! Such a doll and a great helper too! Love this, Jennifer. 😊❤️
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Thank you, Punam! 😊
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Such a sweet story… good food and news what could be better.
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Thank you, Björn! 😊
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What a lovely recollection of what must have been an exciting adventure every Sunday! Wonderfully composed poem, Jennifer.
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Thank you, Dora! 😊
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