
Camden in winter – a beautiful city for those with eyes to see!
Always the loving faces of children peeking from bundled scarfs going to school, book bags on wheels in tow
Bare tree branches reaching to the sky – magnificent barren design
Fallen leaves eddying, leaping through the streets, blessing what they touch
Windows of rowhouses – like television sets tuned to life’s channels
The clock tower of City Hall a beacon – not symbolizing anything but the passage of time
The peace of the Delaware – with Philadelphia beyond – a testament of forefathers and mothers, beckoning
Strong visage of Camden people peering out the bus panels, every color, age, disposition
The churches on Sundays drawing from the suburbs, catering to the locals
The downtown bustle of business on weekdays – street vendors humanizing industry
The students’ artwork, large and bold, displayed in Pathmark supermarket at the checkout, reminding us of why we live!
February 20, 2019 – It’s a snowy day and I sorted some old boxes of school folders and found this – that I wrote in Winter, 2005. I still feel the same way about Camden fourteen years later!
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