Who Am I
Who am I?
I have a particular smell
One hundred and eight double stitches
All done by hand
I get retired after six pitches
I might be found in Wrigley’s field
sometimes I am hit with a hard crack
I land in a giant leather glove
or not
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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