Make the Most
A mere three stanzas
Is all you have been given,
Make the most of it.
The Arrival
sweat pouring like rain
dashing to get to first base
the ump cries out, “safe!”
sweat pouring like rain
dashing to get to first base
the ump cries out, “safe!”
A Semester's End
A new season starts,
But poetry will always
remain in my heart.
A new season starts,
But poetry will always
remain in my heart.
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