Dale Murphy

What a great baseball player was Dale Murphy. Here was a man endowed with natural ability. He made so many fellow players green with envy. Swinging a bat, he could hit the ball a mile. Dale exhibited fielding prowess all the while. What an impressive career he has to show. Dale was Most Valuable Player two years in a row. However, he has missed election to the Hall of Fame. To leave mighty Mr. Murphy out seems a shame.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Dietrich Avatar
January 10, 2013 at 6:28 PM
don't know of him, but you honored him well. Dale was name of my stepbrother, who was killed by a drunk driver. He was such a special guy. Like this Dale too I bet.
Maverick Avatar
January 10, 2013 at 1:53 PM
Enjoyed reading this poem tribute to Dale; Robert, it got me musing of life's Vagaries.."
Carrillo Avatar
January 10, 2013 at 8:37 AM
I agree with you Robert. It is a shame. Thanks for sharing. Lucilla
Henderson Avatar
January 9, 2013 at 11:48 PM
Hey, just noticed no one has been elected so far this year, as of yesterday. Good poem Robert. The longer lines improve the rhyme quite a bit. I'll have to remember that. No sing song like short verse. Thanks for writing.
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