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Baseball poetry: Through the Knothole In the Fence
Published by Cliff Eastham on May 2, 2009
Article Source: Bleacher Report - MLB
a poem by Cliff Eastham
Through the knothole in the fence I saw
The boys of summer playing ball,
On the field of green I watched them play
In scorching sun or skies of gray.
Life went on as I was there
Content I was to sit and stare,
Frozen in time the game went on
This was my world 'til I went home.
Through the knothole in the fence I saw
A world not meant for all to see,
I knew them all, those players there
They ran, they hit, they swung, “strike three.&rdquo...
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