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Home Run

It wasn't because he brought her flowers....
 It wasn't because he wined and dined her....
   She loved him because he spent hours on the computer
       trying to track down the 1970 Brooks Robinson baseball card
                                                                   for their oldest son's birthday
She loved him because he played with their kids, even after a hard day at work...
     baseball games in the big front yard...
            cheering them on...
                not getting angry when the youngest son 
                           knocked a homer 
                               straight through the living room window


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  1. Date: 7/11/2009 1:28:00 AM

    Congrats on your success in Matt's contest Carrie.Rgds Brian

  1. Date: 7/10/2009 1:02:00 PM

    CONGRATULATIONS on placing in Matt's Contest, Carrie! Touching, moving piece. A deserved recognition, my friend. Ruben.

  1. Date: 6/26/2009 7:56:00 PM

    This is a very nice and wonderful tribute to a father..ideal, worthy of emulation. Ernilando.

  1. Date: 6/25/2009 9:55:00 AM

    Lovely poem Carrie, great memories>>James

  1. Date: 6/22/2009 8:59:00 AM

    Dear Carrie, The Baltimore Orioles' greatest Player "Brooks Robinson" The oldest Son a True Baseball Fan And what Baseball fan has not"knocked a homer straight(strait) through the living room window" This is a Grand Slam POEM Superb Write LOVE YOU and YOURS ALWAYS...HG

  1. Date: 6/21/2009 9:50:00 AM

    It must be this Sunday...I don't know...But your poems are taking advantage of my eyes. Lovely, very emotive piece. Ruben.

  1. Date: 6/21/2009 9:50:00 AM

    This one too goes to my favs. : )

  1. Date: 6/20/2009 11:42:00 AM

    Wonderful tribute to a husband/father/man who works and lives hard for his family. Great poem, Carrie! ~Trudy~

  1. Date: 6/19/2009 10:59:00 AM

    Yes, you found out how many ways you love someone - how do I love thee, let me count the ways... well done as usual, Carrie..

  1. Date: 6/19/2009 10:26:00 AM

    awww so sweet, hope he did not have to pay for the window to be replaced, LOL one of mine broke a window with a foot ball when they were about 3 playing in the house with the ball, lucky it was just 5 pounds back then to replace, thanks for your kind comments on my poem the loving father, God is the loving father but I sure miss my earthy father, he is in heaven with God now, God bless you from diane

  1. Date: 6/19/2009 9:01:00 AM

    Carrie, I learn so much from your artistry, your poem's movenments are so fluid... jim

  1. Date: 6/18/2009 7:00:00 PM

    Did that at my grandpas house, only it was a rock, flung from a washrag. I was trying to be David. Great poem, loved it!-AA

  1. Date: 6/17/2009 8:49:00 PM

    And Brooks Robinson yes, a Hall of Famer, and one of the greatest defensive third baseman to ever play the game!!! Smile, again, a lovely soft and sweet poem "Beautiful Carrie Richards"~I would expect no less for "Your Genuine & Amazing Splendors!!!":):)~As Always, "My Love & Warmth Always & Forever, To 'You & Your Loves,' Eternally, John!!!"~"Sweet Dreams Dear Lady!!!":):) Goodnight ~

  1. Date: 6/17/2009 8:43:00 PM

    Smile~That sounds like me when I was a child; always breaking windows with baseballs or other types of balls!!? Yes, I believe that a mother would like or love a man such as this man....For no greater love has a mother, than for her child!!!~And this sounds like a very kind gentleman here; willing to extend his heart and time, to a child whom is greater blessed by such....Cont....

  1. Date: 6/17/2009 3:44:00 PM

    Brilliant!

  1. Date: 6/17/2009 1:53:00 PM

    Hi Carrie Feels like a enduring embace that'll never end! For your father I presume? Beautiful sentiments. Take care sweet. Love Light Truth Patricia

  1. Date: 6/17/2009 1:19:00 PM

    Love this, Carrie! So sweet, and so true. Could we ask for more than a man who is involved and loves our children without reservation? Blessings, Donna

  1. Date: 6/17/2009 12:28:00 PM

    Hope he managed to track down that baseball card, Carrie. There is so much warmth and love in this poem that it brings happiness to the reader. Great work! Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 6/16/2009 11:49:00 PM

    Excellent tribute Carrie written with love.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments

  1. Date: 6/16/2009 4:55:00 PM

    A journey of thoughts, that you have put together in expert fashion- A tribute to your Father, perhaps?? For Father's Day?? You continue to amaze, Dear Heart!!!! poet butterfly

  1. Date: 6/16/2009 4:49:00 PM

    Carrie, the title brought me into a baseball frame of mind and to see Brooks Robinson mentioned is terrific..the poem is a delight to read..

  1. Date: 6/16/2009 3:53:00 PM

    YOU knocked a home fun here. Good one. BG

  1. Date: 6/16/2009 3:16:00 PM

    This 'she' must be an ange and must have a saint for a husband. Family life....the GREATEST! You too, are the greatest, dear Carrie. Love, daver