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Can we read some of her poetry?

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Please read the title.

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Óops! I had some CBD!

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Beautiful and soothing words...

Thanks for sharing

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Jan 28Liked by C.L. Steiner

Lovely. Just lovely. The gentle tone throughout the poem speaks volumes. I hope you'll be sharing more poetry!

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Thank you, Bryan. I just may do.

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Love this. What a special bubbe.

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C.L. this is wonderful, I love it. What a great idea to think of how your Grandmother would write and be able to describe it so beautifully. Thank you for sharing.

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What a lovely tribute! I love how your grandma’s language would have been universal, and I believe you! Thr poem is pure love ❤️ ,

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Feb 4Liked by C.L. Steiner

How awesome that understanding the language is unnecessary.

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Feb 5Liked by C.L. Steiner

Cary, this poem is beautiful. What a lovely sentiment. Thank you.

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She looks so familiar, and who knows I grew up in Brooklyn in the 50s so we may have crossed paths. I hope so.

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Wouldn’t have been Bensonhurst, would it?

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Ocean Parkway - by Avenue P and Quentin Road. Every grandmom on that block fed me I think..

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Wow. I worked the counter at Rushfield’s after school in 1971. Lived on Kings Highway & E. 4th.

Grandma lived on Bay Parkway until she passed in 1969.

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Feb 6Liked by C.L. Steiner

Wow back! Kings Highway was a major destination back when I was small - movie theater, library, shopping with my mom, stopping for something to eat - where we went if we didn’t hop on the subway to what mom considered Nirvana (Macy’s) to shop. Went to PS 238. Last time we we were there was when my grandmother passed in 1981 - who lived a bus ride away in Bay Ridge.

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I went to P.S. 215.

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Btw we kids (ha!) never not say we’re from Brooklyn though we left as young teens. Maybe why one or the other of our children became brooklynites in their 20s.

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Started with Long Island as well, then we moved around a lot. Upstate, Michigan, California, now North Carolina.

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mine ? her words would be prairie ..

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Nobody kan beat Ya Big Mama as we call her.

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