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Baseball Strikes
Contributed by
DDPoetry
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Saturday, 24th August 2002 @ 05:04:52 PM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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Baseball diamond in the rough Soft summer scent of newly mowed grass Fragrant aroma of sweat in the air The players hold their hats over their hearts as the national anthem plays Waiting for the umpire to shout, Play ball! We know them all Not just faces on pieces of cardboard They are our icons Our boys Win or lose The essence of our national pastime Those who play for the love of game Those who perform for the love of money not important to us Just that they play the game Baseball Striking is for coal miners Factory workers Not for champions Not for heroes Heartbroken children will never understand that some were not merely players butgods Not unlike those of Mt Olympus Simply covered in a blanket of grass Getting paid like a man To play the game of a child
DD8/23/02
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Re: Baseball Strikes
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jackee_line on
Friday, 17th January 2003 @ 09:54:11 AM AEST (User
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very nice
a fine write |
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