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by Fowee
Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1981583
What spring means to me
The Greatest Game
By: Dj Fowee

The smell of spring is in the air
A gentle breeze blows through my hair
Warmth beats down on my skin
My team is preparing for the win
We get ready and put on our hats
The other team prepares for their at bats
I walk out on to the mound
My heart is beating pound for pound
I stare down at the catcher’s mit
Hoping to not give up a big hit
I get that feeling that I like
So I know my throw will be a strike
Then I wind up to pitch and deal
The batter swings and spins on his heal
It is the same one after the next
I remember the deep context
The excitement I feel doesn't feel tame
That is why I play the greatest game
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