I moved to the Syracuse area about twenty years ago. My friends and I would go downtown to get coffee or just sit outside and talk. We also loved going to the blues fest and jazz fest. I met my husband there, and my husband and I still attend the current jazz fest at OCC. This poem combines some of the memories I have of being downtown in the summertime, listening to music and being with friends.
Fountains echo words
Blues and jazz reverberate
Summer in the Square
