Outfielder

She bends to see a crocus in the field,

feel springtime’s warming sunshine on her back.

The baseball players far across the green

have long receded from her mental track.

She looks up at the sky and sees the blue,

the clouds, each of a different shape and hue.

She hears a yell, “The ball!” from far away;

she drops her glove, then turns and walks away.

Photo: Crocus by Joan Simon