Verlena S. Walker Poet Rhyme

A Homerun

A HOMERUN

Golden gloves catch.
Louisville slugger hits the ball.
A homerun made.
He shouts home sweet home was my aim.

The clouds were clear.
The crowd shouted from the stands.
This was their hometown and the homerun was made by their player.
The American pastime was invigorating.

Another Babe Ruth in the mist.
He is hitting a hundred this year.
Home sweet home he aims.
The ball is out the park once again.
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Penned January 25, 2015!

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Sara Kendrick May 30, 2015 at 10:30 AM Unique direction you have gone with this winning work!!Congrats..Sara Verlena S. Walker August 22, 2015 at 12:10 AM Thanks Sara for the congratulations. Verlena

Poet Destroyer A May 23, 2015 at 1:24 AM VERLENA, Nice win...... LINDA Verlena S. Walker August 22, 2015 at 12:11 AM Thanks PD. Verlena

Skat A May 20, 2015 at 7:07 PM Verlena, CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR WIN. Enjoyed your Home Sweet Home Entry. Thank you for supporting my contest. ~~SKAT LOVE~~ Verlena S. Walker August 22, 2015 at 12:11 AM Thanks Skat... Awesome! Verlena

M. L. Kiser January 26, 2015 at 4:15 PM Excellent imagery in this piece. I can see him swinging that bat and making that home run. Great piece. Verlena S. Walker January 26, 2015 at 5:21 PM Thanks for this awesome response M.L. Verlena