It never rains inManhattanDuring theSpringYes I can do without theRainI must say that I amEnjoying the Good weatherThat we are having every dayIn ManhattanThe Central ParkBrings back to meGood memories of child hoodThat now is gone foreverOut of my...

I worked already9 hours for myFatherI having aCoffee breakAfter myCoffee breakI will return toWorkYes I share my poemsWith my FatherAnd my friendsAfter I finished writing my poemsMy reward meFor a well done jobAnd that makes meHappy