May 20, 2010
The place where she belongs,
The place where she grew,
She'd wake up in the morning and smile
The hustle and bustle off many miles

The big neighborhood
The small blue house
She'd hear the game every night
Wrigley Fields right in sight

The best friend's near
The apartments so close
She'd walk to say "Hi"
There, her spirit would fly

The memories on the lane
The many faces in the city
She knows she'd relive her childhood
And it would stay in that neighborhood

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