Arriba

15 Apr

Standing in the sanctuary,
holding up the line
of those who sought to leave
as José and I spoke
of baseball present and baseball past,
our conversations magic conjured you.

From the sea you rose,
to stride proudly across the beach,
passing through the mists
of memory and time
taking your place
on the green right field grass

 

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