The Field of My Dreams
The park was immense, its lilac-bush-lined fences remote
To blast a home run took a superhuman smote
All alone a-tremble at home plate, so helpless and small
Dared I hope to swing, and not miss the ball...
Decades later, the lilac bushes are grown thicker
The once-cavernous park now shrunken, and quicker
Than my shock at the passing of so many years
The unraveling of stitches from my baseball-sized tears
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