I live on a park bench.
You, Park Avenue.
Hell of a distance
Between us two.
I beg a dime for dinner-
You got a butler and maid.
But I'm wakin' up!
Say, ain't you afraid
That I might, just maybe,
In a year or two,
Move on over
To Park Avenue?
Park Bench
Langston Hughes
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Poem topics: year, live, afraid, distance, park, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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