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Courage and Baseball

Courage and Baseball

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by Aimee
in ...I don't know. HOLY CROW, I'M LOST!!!!!!!!!

March 20th, 2009

Courage and Baseball

The little boy was on the edge of the baseball field.

He stood there, silently contemplating the rough game he had just played.

Over and over again he replayed the winning home run he had hit,

And the courage it had taken to pick up the bat, and swing.

 

Now it seemed silly to be so nervous.

But then,

When the bases were loaded in the ninth inning,

And the whole game’s outcome depended on him,

 It was the scariest thing he had faced.

 

After he had hit and ran the base, he remembered the team cheering and carrying him on their shoulders.

 

Back then he was nervous,

But now,

he’s ready for another game.   

 

                                                  -Aimee

                                                                         Oates


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This was me!!!!! No kiding.

This was me!!!!! No kiding. U r dead on what happened to me.

It is a great poem

I really liked this poem

from ur friend the baseball freakLaughing

To be a well-flavored man is the gift of fortune, but to write or read comes by nature.

Posted by mainini on Sat, 06/06/2009 - 18:35


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