First Home Run

by Buster Brown

Not a thwack
Not a pow

just a tap
a light
touch

soars through the air

quietly
softly

single
double
triple
home

home run
first hit of the season
first home run

From a nine-year-old Chicagoan, who hit his first home run in Little League this past May and wrote this poem upon returning home.

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