new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
Request for Further InstructionsBut Father, what shall I do,having breathed the airof the wide world,if when I cross the plateI find youstanding there?
Son,You can't playBall withoutAn umpire.:>)
Request for Further Instructions
ReplyDeleteBut Father, what shall I do,
having breathed the air
of the wide world,
if when I cross the plate
I find you
standing there?
Son,
ReplyDeleteYou can't play
Ball without
An umpire.
:>)