My Opinion Of Softball

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Yesterday was like springs fame
The sun was shining with delight
The sky stays baby blue with a touch of white
Voices of encouragement surround the yards green glory
Hearing the grasses smooth touch from are shoes to are toes
While running a jog of sweat, boy that was a ride
Feeling calm and old as a rusty pipe while seeing players having a swing
Some go straight as a line, some go high as a bird, some go down as a 3rd
For me I'm the 3rd that's for sure
Scared of the outcome yet I only came for fourth place
Okay if fail cuz it's better to fail than cheat to victory with a guilty throat
Still there till 4:51, we leave spring until the next time we meet
Somehow I felt at peace, no more doubts, worries, wondering, or fear to back me up
It's was as if I dreamed it all
The fresh air like a cooler, the sound of grass growing for the next step, the sky still young as a newborn, the hard ball flying toward space, the dirt still getting stronger with every hit it gets,
Seeing Jay with happiness in her young eyes, boy her mother would be proud
Saying goodbye to her while we walk apart,
Feeling like it was a good idea to go on those fields of fantasy

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