Pedro Amorim Spring TryoutsMany boys grasp their gloves, balls, and passion Baseball tryouts has engulfed them in nerves Many boys fancying off their fashion Lunging for plays and firing their curves Many men converse and scrawl down their notes Each player’s eyes wander to the papers Curiously wondering if they choked All of the boys whisper to their neighbors The boys stagger home with a silent night Sun rises and wakes the boys with no joy The boys straggle nervously with all might The men know they have chosen the best boys They look closely at their players again All the boys they pick have turned into men
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