March Madness
I love the game of basketball..
I played when I was young.
And, when I watch “march madness,”
I’m once again among
the forwards and the guards,
but not within the trees.
For when I leaped to clear their height,
the landing hurt my knees.
I root for teams near whence I lived...
o’er years that totals many.
Although, I know few natives vie
within those teams...if any.
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