Childhood Memory Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

When in grade school in New Jersey, there was never any
distinguishing remarks given about race or color.

We all went to school together, rode the same bus, talked
and played with one another.

It wasn't until much later in life that I even heard of
a thing called segregation.

Wondering about it then, and not comprehending really why
segregation would even be needed.

As far as I could see, we all got along together and never
needed to be forced to associate with one another.