SOFTBALL MY GAME OF LIFE
Lining up to see who is home or visitor
Get in positions ready to play
Running your heart out to steal a base
Trying to get that one perfect pitch
Making an outstanding play in the field
Making an error
Making an out
Cheering till you can not cheer anymore
Hitting that home run
Scoring the winning run
Pitching a no hitter
The umpire being bitter
Losing voices
Out of breath
Lining up at the end
Slapping hands and saying good game
In pain
Just lost the game
But there are more games to win or lose
That is the name of the game
Softball, live it, love it, play it
This poem was written/submitted by Kirstin Lynn Clark.
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