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Apr 2018
warm May morning

early cool breezeΒ Β 

pock-marked bleachers

men loping lazily across

a verdant carpetΒ Β as

bright-white baseballs are

snared under ice-blue skies

and as three-year-old eyes

dart unfailingly, and

sneakers kick up and down

mid-air while tiny fingers

grip the metal chair in

full anticipation
Philip Lawrence
Written by
Philip Lawrence  New York
(New York)   
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     ---, Wordmancer and Elizabeth Squires
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