Covid Plays Baseball

The season’s almost over
One game left to go
It was better than expected
Much worse than I had hoped
So many blown saves
For fans watching on TV

A walk off home run
For the opposing team
As the home team in our park
T-ball rules to shorten games
Speed wasn’t what first drew me in
Or the reason
I watched the game
in the first place
Ha! I said it

FIRST PLACE
The dream of spring
When life begins
But Spring was Summer
And now its passed
The season’s gone now
Much too fast
And I’m left wondering
If there’ll be
A season next year
For an older me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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December 24, 2020 at 12:50 PM
Loved the extended analogy. You have created a definite piece of uniqueness
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