Summer in New York

McKibben Street is where I came to dwell
Where six tall buildings in the skyline jelled
Puerto Rico was my home of old
I was now in America the home of the bold

A country boy under big city lights
With the race diversities you just had to fight
The fire escapes and oh! what a goof
With the winding stairs that led to the roof

A perfect scene from West Side Story
Gangs and ethnic groups, in all their glory
I also remember the water pump streaming
People getting wet and children screaming

The roof was another place of delight
Where my brother and I went to take on flight
With our kites on hand and a roll of string
What a memorable time those summers bring

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