And when I walked the blacktop
And saw the boy at play
I shivered when I saw the case
For lengthening the days
And when he craned to watch me
Accusation on his brow
I saw the need for turning down
The love I felt somehow
And when he went back to his play
It altered just a bit
For now he knew my heart was in
The capture of his mitt
All afternoon we never spoke
But plainly stayed a pair
Until his dinner called him home
And left me dizzy there.
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