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Emerald Dreams

I remember as a kid that my mother gave my copy of Frank Waldman's "Bonus Pitcher" to the book fair I had to buy it back for a quarter The book told the tale of how a "bonus baby" won the respect of those who resented him at first Also, it told the tale of the Boston Red sox defeating the Brooklyn Dodgers in the World series I have re - read the book during dark times in my life Baseball defines America Our national pastime is also enshrined in the movie "Field of Dreams" As for myself - I only played catcher in the Little League for a short while and cried when the Mets lost (as they usually did in their early years) I have heard stories of NY ballplayers from years ago and they still reverberate in my mind Older now - the best I can do now would be to whack some softballs from a batting cage machine Time wears us all down The baseball diamond still shines green in our mind's eye!

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Date: 8/13/2016 1:53:00 AM
Revisiting this one. it's wonderful, Matt. Hope you are having a great weekend.
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Date: 8/7/2016 6:22:00 AM
Love this Matthew, so heartfelt so profound,,Oh thank for the comment on my poem 'Mount Manaia' it is in 'Ne Zealand'
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Date: 8/4/2016 6:08:00 PM
wonderful words Matthew - I have learned not to get rid of my son's stuff - what to me isn't important probably has special memories for him. Really love the ending of the poem in particular:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 7/31/2016 4:59:00 PM
Your title shines so brightly for the ending of this poem. Which shows that in our mind's eye the things we love always stay with us. Another entry for your journal of life!
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Date: 7/31/2016 4:58:00 PM
thanks for your lovely wishes for me, Matt.Congrats on the elephant piece. Let me read your latest poem now.
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Date: 7/30/2016 11:23:00 PM
Beautiful poem, time may wear us down, our words last forever! Great write!
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