Carolyn Devonshire Poet Quatrain

Dad's Last Ball Game

Being the shortest in my high school gym class
Attempts to play basketball brought no success
Broke my finger while trying to catch a pass
Leaping to take balls from tall girls? What a mess!

Always loved football, baseball and soccer too
But in basketball I succumbed to defeat
Just couldn’t get into it, that is true
Till Dad took me to see the Miami Heat

Startled he was, watching me jump up and down
Although my enthusiasm was contrived
The cheers of other fans my loud voice did drown
This was the last time I saw my Dad alive

I’m so thankful now that I went to that game
Dad was so grateful for these moments we shared
When I watch basketball now, it’s not the same
It was Dad and not the sport for which I cared



*Entry for Deb’s “Play Ball” contest

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Pat Adams January 18, 2019 at 6:32 PM Wow! Amazing, and of course well done........very well done........pat Carolyn Devonshire January 18, 2019 at 8:10 PM I'll never forget that game, Pat. Thanks for reading. I miss him.

James Horn April 1, 2015 at 6:43 PM Carolyn is not well and is not able to respond to your replies. She is truly such a wonderful person. You can tell it in all of the poems she writes. Jim Horn

Carol Eastman August 9, 2011 at 10:17 AM Stunningly beautiful thought. Great poem. Congratulations. Your poem was worth so much More than any contest can convey.

John Freeman August 4, 2011 at 12:39 PM Excellent presentation Carolyn, great to see your poem at the top of the list, Congratulations on your worthy presentation. Agape, Moses

Nette Onclaud August 3, 2011 at 11:42 AM CHEERS to you for the great win, carols..:) huggs!

Carol Sunshine Brown August 3, 2011 at 7:59 AM Congratulations on your placement in Debbie's "Play Ball" contest Carolyn. Love,Carol

Joseph Osita August 3, 2011 at 6:15 AM Many congrats on your big place win in Debbie's contest

Joyce Johnson August 2, 2011 at 10:46 PM Congratulations Carolyn on your win in Debbie's contest. I remember reading and liking this one. Love, Joyce

Daver Austin July 27, 2011 at 5:06 PM I think many women enjoy sports through their husband, boyfriend or friend. If left to druthers, they'd druther not. Girls do love their daddies. Love, this poem. Love, daver

Sidney Beck July 27, 2011 at 7:54 AM Hi Carolyn....been away on business ....missed everything on the soup......this poem is typical of anyone whose parent is gone...we all recall special occasions towards the end....yet the parent's life was much mor extensive and filled with meaning....but of course it was all taken for granted and didnt seem so special....I have exactly the same notions abut my own mother....anyhow, i like this poem ..its the sort of stuff i always like, as you may have figured....best wishes Carolyn

Joe Maverick July 26, 2011 at 12:54 PM A delicate piece on which to comment Carolyn,, however.I am pleased to read of this positive time with your Dad..yours Joe.

Jack Horne July 25, 2011 at 3:37 PM Such a tender piece on a precious memory, my friend. I was always hopeless at sport and never liked watching it either.

David Williams July 25, 2011 at 1:55 PM hey Carolyn, this is great, am very envious, good luck in the contest, thanks for your kind words, David

Bob Quigley July 25, 2011 at 1:33 PM I think it has winner written all over it.

Wilma Neels July 25, 2011 at 9:49 AM A beautiful tribute to your dad and memory for you to cling to Carolyn.. Wishing you the best of luck with your entry in Deb's contest, liefde Wilma

Dr.Ram Mehta July 24, 2011 at 6:06 PM Very poignant take on the theme, carolyn

Joyce Johnson July 24, 2011 at 3:13 PM This is lovely and a great memory for you. My daddy loved his baseball too but had to settle to seeing it on TV or listening to the radio. Thank you for your comments. Don't worry. I have always been very careful and lucky with my heart. Hope you are feeling better. We are finally getting a little summer. Almost 80 today. Love, Joyce

Jslambert Mister Roboto July 24, 2011 at 1:48 PM I'm sure your Dad had just as much fun as you at that game! You make him proud. When was this Heat Game? I used to attend quite a few Orlando Magic games. I have seen the Heat a few times. Going with your Dad must have been special! You are a great person to know...(Virtually) So you must be even better in real life! I hope you feel somewhat better! Keep your spirits up! to my faves and a SEVEN!

Cyndi Macmillan July 24, 2011 at 11:03 AM Carolyn, thank you for sharing such a personal memory and in such a lovely way. With my dad, it was football. I, soooooooooo get that last line. That last year of my dad's life we watched football together and he taught me a few things about the sport as I knitted, kept him company and watched him smile. Hope you do well in the contest, this is SURE to be a top placer !!!Hugs, Cyndi

Barbara Gorelick July 23, 2011 at 9:26 PM Sure to be a winner..it is with my and Ill bet it would be with your dad..hey, Im getting boots! Will call tomorrow...love lnc