Once I went to a baseball game
My view wasn’t very good what a shame
Yet I still could hear the crack of the bat
A very loud and echoing one at that
I could still hear the crowd roar
After each home run they wanted more
I could feel the stadium shake
“Calm down will you? For goodness sake!”
I could taste the cracker jacks and peanuts
Though they often made everyone sick to their guts
Once I went to a baseball game
The atmosphere made up for the lack of sight, I enjoyed it all the same
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Cheesencrackers (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My first experience at a baseball game was one that most would consider horrible. I was seated in a position where two of the beams managed to block my path of sight. I had to lean over to see the baseball diamond yet I still enjoyed it very much. Luckily the things happening around me were interesting enough.
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A great read of how excitement and experience is often worth as much as seeing what is happening. Nicely done most lovely
Thank you for the support Soren. Yes it was a good lesson to me that our other senses play a great part in our experiences.
You are most welcome
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