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Love Poems About Softball or Softball Love Poems
by Morgan Patton |
Categories: softball, sports,

Softball

Striekouts
On Base Percentage
Foul Ball
Teammates
Batting Average
Averages
Leadership
Love for the game


by Mario Perez |
Categories:

Shawty

Every moment I pray,
That you have an extra day,
An extra words to say,
And an extra softball game you can play.
I still want to see your pretty smile on your face.
Do you remember the peanut butter slap?
In the bus coming back from a track meet we would rap.
You would make me laugh so hard I swear I was going to have a heart attack.
When I was your fake bf at the Madill track meet because them Long Grove's boys wanted to mack.
That was way way back.
Raven aka shawty I love you
And forever in my heart-Mario Perez


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by M. L. Kiser |
Categories: baseball, basketball, football, fun, games, softball, sports,

The Play Is Made

Oh, how I love a good game; I anxiously await my turn, And then I make my play. I also love a good play; Good scripts, for which I’m always game; Stories with a good turn. When the tides of stories turn, It just makes the play Afterwards, for coffee I’m game. On weekends, I love a good poker game; it’s a game that can quickly turn on a wrong play.

by Jerry Wells |
Categories: love, rights, softball, sound, valentines day, wife, writing,

B5-POEM 9 THE SPIRIT IS LIVES

POEM 9 THE SPIRIT IS LIVES 


OUR SPIRIT HAS A REASON EVERY 

SEASONS TO SHOW LOVE, JOY, AND 

HAPPINESS TO US ALL. 

OUR SPIRIT MUST PASS THROUGH LIFE'S 

HEART HURT AND CRYING. 

MY HEART IS AS FROZEN AS THE SNOW FALL 

OVER THE LAND. 

IT IS OUR BLESSING TO KNOW THERE ARE 

REASON FOR A SEASONS. 





MR.PROF. JERRY WELLS 

AUTHOR 



by Seren Roberts |
Categories: remember,

Best Rondeau

walking alone along lifes way looking and watching grasses sway like memories playing softball tears reach my eyes when I recall happiness we shared every day smile at secrets hidden away laughing at love games used to play I hold out my hand...softly call... walking alone heady heights we aimed for each day why oh why did you need to stray round and around lifes carousel landing alone a heavy fall bruised head and heart ...pain I display walking alone
Penned 10/7/2016

by maryann Guoladdle |
Categories: fatherme, love, me, time,

Happy Birthday Dad

Your the greatest dad of them all 
You spend time with me playing softball

You have casino night with mom
Your love and time is the bomb

You work every day 
To show me the way

Your the best example a daugther can have
I love you always dad

You always buy me skittles
You say,"just give me a little"

We always eat starburst 
Even though they make our tumies hurt

You to go to powwows
Sometimes you go and say how

You love to watch OU play 
Sometimes I dont stay 

Happy birthday daddie-o
Lets go eat some oreos

Love your daughter Maryann
Who says we always can

by lauren gift |
Categories: childhood, happiness, hope, life, song, love, song, tribute,

A love song for Sommer Long

A love song for Sommer Long 
And a tribute to summers gone 
Face Painting and tire swings
And friendship rings

Four square and basketball hoops 
Capture the flag and camp outs 
All Star teams 
Softball games under the lights 

A smile as big as the world 
And a heart to match 
she sure could play a game of catch 
First base and Ace of base 
Short stack and return of the mac 

A childhood cut so short 
But not untouched 
your print here on earth was left 
And your memory is not unkept 
This is a love song for Sommer Long 
And tribute to summers gone



This poem is dedicated to Summer Long RIP

by Running Wolves |
Categories: love, softball,

Incinerated

You
incinerated me
embracing me like
the inferno of Hades
burning away
my walls
my defences

See my need
within
the depths of my eye
feel my longing
as my body quivers
taste my love
with each fiery kiss

Hear me
cry out to you
in silent pleading
let me not
be consumed
In the smoldering ashes
of apathy