Revealed of Daydreams
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I was about 10 yrs old when this occured as I had a childhood friend whose backyard was next to this other 'yard'. Turns out this other yard belonged to a relatively famous resident in our town, who was a Hall of Fame baseball manager, although at the time, I didn't really know much about him.
With almost no delay or hesitation,
My friend and I climbed high over the wall.
Our burden was light, as we were armed
Only with our gloves, a bat, and a ball.
Landing back on earth I was blinded by
This amazing field of grass so green.
In fact, that backyard lawn was greener
Than any other lawn I've ever seen!
Then running around like kids do... a
Couple of future 'big leaguers' laughing & playing.
Soon enough, the day's warmth interrupted,
By a tray of lemonade, our thirst slaying.
Then without any warning, we were invited into
The home, just for what was called, 'a quick tour'.
Once inside, I felt the 'baseball gods' beckon
From Valhalla, of that much, I was sure.
I was awestruck to see and touch all the baseball
Memorabilia, gathered from a lifetime's love of the game.
It gave my young life new meaning and direction-
To play our 'national pastime', for joy, not fortune or fame.
This visit through history will always be with me,
Having sculpted much of my life along the way.
And if I live to be a hundred and fifty...
Maybe that's God's version, of a double-play.
Copyright © Timothy Mattson | Year Posted 2023
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