Touch and Go
A sport that holds a special place in my heart,
A memory that will live with me from the start.
The day I hit my first home run,
I knew my hard work was not done.
Hard work, blood, sweat, and tear,
Poured into the game, as the fans still cheer.
As the end of the season is near,
I will be playing on the field one last time this year.
4-8-2021
“Touch and Go”
Donna Moody
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