Baseball season is in the air There is a particular joy The mere thought - fantasy Of sitting in the bleachers Watching you play ball Hearing all the sounds and chatter That are sparked by a sense Of our new normal - post vaccine Music floats, an upbeat vibration Laughter is a welcomed bounce Like …
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Echo Of Words And Song
Baby blue sky, clear with wisps of feathery clouds The temperature has dropped like a stone; As the ribcage bends to accommodate the chill in the air It runs up the spine reminiscent of the touch Cold hands - a lovers deception It's not just the weather It's a state of mind When the heart …
Trilby Yates 