Baseball And Love Poem by Barry Middleton
Baseball And Love
I hate baseball and love
I took a swing at both
I did not know a strike
could make me such an oaf
I got some good advice
but I ignored the odds
tranquility would flee
as ordained by the gods
for baseball is like love
the home run is just bait
and yet we take the dare
we step up to the plate
three strikes and you are out
I never got a hit
I gave up on these games
so on the bench I sit
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5/6/2024 9:02:21 AM # 1.0.0.1119
(Muffling an iroonic chuckle here!) Baseball, as American as apple pie, Isn't going away, Whether or not you play. And Love - - eternal, timeless, Is here to stay, No matter what we say. Quitting doesn't help you win, So try again, some other day!
LOL But I didn't quit love, it quit me.