Sunday, December 14, 2014

Concrete Poem

Softball, a passion,
A way of life,
feeling the rough dirty ball
on your hands, hearing
the crack of the softball bat
the ball flying through the air.
single, double, triple, home run
around the bases
stepping on to home plate
loud cheers,crazy fans
watching the score
keeping time
third out
times up
we won

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