Beanbag Baseball
elderly people some
with walkers or canes,
teams opposite each other,
smiling nervously
on one side all blue shirts (mostly all)
on the other green shirts
much chatter and laughter
it’s the beanbag baseball
championship
Maple Ridge at Savannah Pines
chairs line
both sides of the hall,
game space in between
can Maple Ridge keep the trophy
coin toss Savannah wins
a tall, thin green-shirted woman
approaches the red line
opposite
a slanted wooden board
with holes
labeled home run single
double triple out
she bites her lip concentrates
first fat red beanbag
slides off the board
shouts of “You can do it!”
second bag lands on the board
but whoa!
third bag goes into the hole
two bases
both sides cheer give high fives.
excited babble
a miss a home run
a single double an out!
nine innings
walking the “bases”
chairs labelled first second
third home plate
everyone cheers for everyone
seventeen to twelve
yaay!
Maple Ridge keeps the cup
all get a ribbon
and a box of Crackerjack.
date set for another match
dinner with new friends
hugs all around
Maple Ridge residents climb
into the bus already anticipating
the next “championship”
at Maple Ridge
Copyright © Barbara Peckham | Year Posted 2023
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