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The minor leaguers play for wealth and fame
Or just for pleasure on their daily plate,
Or anything to carry on their name
In hamlets small, or cities that are great.

Ambition is the wind that fills their sail
And drives them toward the only port they see,
Which may not measure much upon a scale –
But forward without knowing, blissfully!

Though some succeed and gain the greater stage
Most toil on in obscurity to fail,
A rueful fact they recognize in age,
And in depression, raise a bitter wail.

But majors hit a fastball none can see
And rarely swing at curves the foe may throw.
The list of contrasts go on endlessly –
So, too, those on the high road, not the low.

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photo by Robert Linder at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/mA6Smt6/Dominican+Baseball

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© Dennis Allen Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2017.

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His arm made baseballs that he threw
A bb size with bullet speed.
They’d zip to home and pop the mitt
Until the ump “strike three!” decreed. 

That was his fastball, and his curve
Was lightning fast and had a hook
That many hungry anxious fish
Thought they could bite, but they mistook. 

And e’en his trip to Cooperstown
Might e’en the quickest record yield.
The only time he wasn’t fast
Was walking slowly off the field.

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2016.

 

 

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