Texas League Foul Ball

As I remember it, 

the right-handed hitter 

pulled a pitch hard 

foul on one hop, hitting 

the rolled up tarp, 

careening airborne 

into the stands, all 

as the stranger stood, 

five rows up, catching 

the ball bare-handed, 

lefty, over his head, 

just like that, sitting 

quickly, quietly slipping 

his prize to a nearby  

child, given in grace, 

received in childlike 

prideless joy.