Bury With Me My Baseball Cards

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: The Imaginarium

Featured Review on this writing by 88 fingers

You can take it with you.

Bury With Me My Baseball Cards

 

Bury with me my baseball cards

My Bob Skinner glove

And my first best kiss.

 

Bury with me my favorite books

An eternity of Sunday crossword puzzles

And my second best kiss.

 

Bury with me some centerfield grass

From my eleventh summer, please

My Richie Ashburn bat

And my third best kiss.

 

Bury with me that poem by T.S. Eliot

that I love so much

my baseball signed by Don Drysdale

And my fourth best kiss.

 

Bury with me the tears of my friends

My Brooklyn Dodgers cap

And my last best kiss

from my beloved

As I lay dying.


Submitted: November 13, 2020

© Copyright 2021 Lawrence Grieco. All rights reserved.

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88 fingers

Very good poem from a fan of baseball. Unfortunately for me, my mom threw out my baseball cards. Had a Sandy Koufax Brooklyn Dodger card.

Sat, November 14th, 2020 12:14am

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My cards met the same fate. I'm 75, so I go back even further, had Mickey Mantle rookie card and many others. I've got some other baseball poems that I may post soon. Thank you for your comment!

Fri, November 13th, 2020 4:32pm

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