The Pecan Park Eagle

Once Upon a Time:
Buff Stadium in Houston.

The Thundering Hooves of Memory

by Bill McCurdy

The thundering hooves of memory,

Stir our souls to rise and roar,

In hot pursuit of destiny,

On passion’s fiery shore.

And so it was with baseball,

In sandlot games galore,

Inspired by human buffaloes,

Into the ball – bats tore.

We played from light to fading sight,

Our twilight whisper game,

And then we slept to rise again,

And play ’til we fell lame.

And if the day shall come for us,

When echoes call the herd,

We’ll race with wild abandon,

To the place it once occurred.

“Pick up your gloves and follow me!”

Is the order of our day.

“It’s time to play the game for keeps!”

Our hearts can’t wait ’til May.

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