The Baseball Game

 sitting on the beach

                             down the south channel

     on a breezy, sunny July afternoon

feeling free and easy as the sand poured through

our fingers and toes

and the seagulls swooped over the water

                   in search of lunch

and two little girls built sand castles

           between swims…

out of the same ‘blue yonder’ that

       brought the birds and their

calls

came an unexpected picture….

                  “Do you want to go to a baseball game tonight?”

“How would we do that?” came the ultra-mature inquiry

from the pre-teen…..

    ‘make and pack some sandwiches and drive to the

game….and then return here’….

“Why not?” she responded….

and after the game, walking past the

              Heidelberg carillon bells in the dark of near-midnight,

The words, “We could never have done this with Mom!”

                                                   Chimed out!