Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Metaphor Poem

Two strikes
Runner on third
and two outs left in the game


I step into the box ready to hit the first pitch


Fortunatly I foul it off


I try again and yet another foul


I call time out to talk with my coach


He tells me everything is going to be okay and I need to calm down


I step back up to the plate


Take a swing


And out of the park the ball goes

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