Best Eastside Poems

A restaurant chosen
For the family 
A group of seven
The table chosen
The meu in hand

We are choosing meals
Then enjoy a drink
Waiting for our food
Conversation begins
As we are waiting

Our waitress comes
Meals are ordered
Drinking tea, water
Enjoyed ginger ale
Waiting for our meals

Suddenly music heard
We all look around
We stare at...

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Those winter evenings on the Far Eastside-
remembered still for the aromas of
potatoes frying and coal smoke-
intermingled in the crisp twilight air.

At just about dusk, every evening,
all up and down the street-
coal burning furnaces would be stoked
and housewives would begin preparing
the evening meal-
all it would seem...

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