My first poems of 2010...enjoy!
They arrived with heavy hearts and played without prattle
Their warrior minds prepared silently for battle
The ashes from their bodies’ burning desire
Sprinkled their souls like the remnants of fire
The sweet honeysuckle hero robbed of his talent
Like a cougar considered clumsy in a pack most gallant
Missing his extraordinary rifle arm and missile throw
The number six position ready in the hole
The eight left standing simultaneous dugout salute
On the mucky field where a teammate sits to root
Dedicated to their mending sideline friend
A tribute season ringing through to the end
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