Feb 9, 2010


Do you hear the voices, children
Of winter's silent fall?
Would you care to listen
If they called to you at all?

For they are echoing further
Senselessly without fail
Lamenting springtime shadows
Of which memories entail

Tell them to return with shame
To their stormy cells
We don't want them to intrude upon
What our happiness compels

To remember sounds of yesteryear
Of wistful summer days
When life was light and leather's bared
To catch the bounding rays

Spring training needs to come soon.

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