Monday, January 4, 2016

a little book of prose-poetry ... 59



This time, I knew,
From the sound of 
The bat on the ball,
I’m headed for home;
But that’s not all.
Mindful that this is
Firstly, a game of fun,
I stepped up to bat,
This thought in mind:
Dear God, Thy will be done.
— Garry D. Kilbourn


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