A Policemen's Baseball Game Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A Policemen's Baseball Game



Oblivious to all around who are being disciplined, a little puppy insists on trying to pick up a softball in his little baby puppy mouth.
Laughing joyfully, I sit up on the bleachers, watching this hilarious bit of natural comedy.
It didn't need a comedian or a script, it was just one of life' funny moments to enjoy while it was happening.
Years later to remember with laughter, filling my mind.
Maybe not remembering the puppy's name is Daisy, but her memory and what she looks like when she's playing are forever etched into my brain.

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