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You’ll See me at the Courts
By Juli Miller
It is like a home away from home.
A place where all feelings, frustrations come out.
I begin by dropping the ball, hearing it hit
Against the sandpapery court.
The ball, from my racquet to the board,
Produces a steady beat.
It relaxes me.
No trees to block the sweet summer breeze
From whipping my hair back and forth.
Weeds starting to grow in small patches
Scattered around all 6 courts
Making it look older than it is.
I love it though.