428 Muench Street

Shortly after

Christmas in 1952

She had a little broom

To sweep a little room

But found it held surprises

Held high enough from it to hang

Stretching she could swing

With great ease that she did

Till sweaty tiny hands did slip

Down she went to

The floor with a crash

And in her chin a gash

Laughs and giggles

Disappeared amongst

The tears and

Stitches saved that

Winter day on

MuenchStreet in old

Harrisburg, PA

By Kathleen J Kidder at 12:59 PM on 8/5/2017

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