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WInter

Posted: May 4, 2017 by dawsonbeckett in 2017, DawsonB, Uncategorized

Breathing heavily with bright red cheeks, that is the awakening of winter.

Posted: May 4, 2017 by dawsonbeckett in 2017, DawsonB, Uncategorized

The colder it gets,

the more fun it gets,

things change with just a simple slide down a hill.

In The Wild

Posted: May 4, 2017 by dawsonbeckett in DawsonB

In the wild, its free, its quiet, its peaceful, its colorful, its happy.

These are things in the wild I see.

Untitled

Posted: May 3, 2017 by dawsonbeckett in 2017, DawsonB

There I stand all alone

Me, Myself, and I

Nobody to help me

The wind blows at me as I jump, all the bad things rush through my head

Fifteen

Ten

Five feet to go

Then I finally wake up from this horrible dream.

Baseball

Posted: April 20, 2017 by dawsonbeckett in 2017, DawsonB, Uncategorized

The fresh cut grass, the fresh drug dirt, the sound of the crowd, the look of the lights, the feeling of stepping up to the plate, the rush when you strike someone out, the fans, the reporters, the doubters, and even the scouts.

These are all the glamorous things of Baseball.