miracles are nice too

me and him parcticed
on that field late that day
the grass was tall
with sum dandallions poppin up
it be cloudy and cold

them few bleachers be empty to
sum trash blowin about
quiet and dark
not a pertty place to be

now the morning new
be bringin a brite sun lite
as we be pullin up to the field
and every one be spillin out
emptien the van of a million kids
chargin to the field we go

now lo and be holdin
every blade of grass be cut
and white lines markin every thing
orange cones on every corner
with them goals a glowin
and parents waiten anxiously

aint to sure what happen last nite
but it sure be lookin like
a miracle to me.
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