Ode to Baseball

Posted: April 8, 2015 in Random
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An Ode to Baseball

As cherry blossoms bloom,
the aroma of fresh cut grass
flutters on the spring breeze.

Iron cultivates loose dirt
as men sing “America”
and two immortal words
barked as thousands await,
begin the sunny game.

Smoked dogs and Budweiser mix
with the crack of the a bat
in the early springtime air.

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