Haiku are my way of getting a post in- writing something- when I am too tired to write more. A cop out? Maybe.
Old men play baseball
injuries and surgeries
can't stop the boys of summer.
***I slept on this, and realized, in bed, that this is not a haiku at all. I guess I was tired!
Here's a haiku:
The love of the game keeps them
coming back for more
despite the rheumatism.
*******third try: I see that I still don't have it right.
achy and old joints
squeaking around the basepath
grinning like schoolbys
there. I got it.
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