Bright Light Dreams
Under bright lights each summer,
ball is played on River Road.
Boys and fathers have dreams there:
a first home run in t-ball,
an impossible diving catch in
Little League
And suddenly
the boys are talking about playing
for the Breds,
like their
brothers did.
Their fathers, meanwhile,
see them playing for the Reds.
But mostly these are dreams
washed away by the realities
of posted spring
tryout results
at fourteen
or, if they’re lucky,
twenty-four.
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