someone else caught the last fly ball of summer but i held my glove aloft long after the cheers and crowds had gone there was something about its soft brown fingers spread wide enough to snare for a minute it resembled a well tanned sunflower or my own hand swollen had i stood there long enough i could have used it to corral snowflakes for their water but when spring returned what would i have had? a leather blossom signed by reggie jackson? no -- another shot at possibility if you don't like baseball cultivate your life

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