Life Is a Baseball Out of Bounds
Life is a baseball out
of bounds.
When grounded in foul
actions, words, or thoughts
it becomes a strike,
but can't get you out.
Line driven into 3rd base seats
may hurt somebody, but usually
causes amusement.
Over swinging makes a big mistake,
for when someone catches you,
you look stupid.
But at times
you guess right
(she really does love you, "c" was the right answer, that promotions was waiting
willfully for you, the kiss of a marriage was true)
and the crowd stands in awe.
The silence screaming,
and the ball just barely leaps over the fence.
All, everything in the world seems happy,
or content.
Unless, you catch a sight
of the pitcher.
Copyright © Paul Ruth | Year Posted 2008
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