Jaqueline Woodson - Herzl street lyrics

So we moved to Herzl Street where Aunt Kay and Bernie lived upstairs. And Peaches from Greenville lived below us. And on Saturday nights more people from Greenville came by sitting and running their mouths while the pots on the stove bubbled with collards and sizzled with chicken and corn bread baked up brown inside Kay's big black oven. And the people from Greenville brought people from Spartanburg and Charleston and all of them talked like our Grandparents talked and ate what we ate so they were red dirt and pine trees they were fireflies in jelly jars and lemon-chiffon ice cream cones. They were laughter on hot city nights hot milk on cold city mornings, good food and good times fancy dancing and soul music. They were family.