Don't Sweat It
The pitching Ace faced the batting king
To neutralize his four base swing
To prevent the kings home run clout
To save the game, he needs that out
What to pitch, he must quickly decide
Should he throw out or inside
High, low or right over the plate
Pumped up now like his speeding heart rate
Suddenly Johnny hears a wake-up call
From his mom calling out in the hall
"Breakfast is ready, come on down, we're waiting"
From his dream awakened, for him most deflating
Who won that big game, he'll never know
Was it won by a strike-out or a base clearing blow
Tonight, for sure, he'll replay that dream
To learn if the Ace or the batter won for his team
by Stan Cooper...10/25/09 graphic by Don Hunt
Poetry by Stan Cooper
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Written on 2009-10-26 at 20:57
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