Michael Fischer

Rookie (March 30,1987 / Buffalo, New York)

The Backyard - Poem by Michael Fischer

The backyard used to be
of many different things:

It was the baseball field
where I hit the homerun
to win the World Series.

It was the football field
where I ran in the winning
touchdown in the Super Bowl.

It was the wrestling ring
where I would battle in
WrestleMania’s main event.

But nowadays, the backyard’s
nothing more than a reminder
of unfulfilled dreams!

Comments about The Backyard by Michael Fischer

  • (4/27/2007 10:28:00 PM)

    Well, you dream big, you're set up for disappointment. No one gets to the top by reaching for the bottom.
    Great poem. Still plenty of dreams to dream.
    The backyard i did all that stuff in is just a dirt parking lot now.
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  • (4/15/2007 11:04:00 PM)

    OH! I never expected this ending. It's so very sad. But, thinking about it....I guess my old backyard is full of a bunch of unfulfilled dreams, too. I think most people's are, so you've touched on something here that should touch a chord with most everyone who reads it. Kudos! Very original subject and very good writing. Blessings. Sheila (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 15, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 15, 2011

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