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On her tennis racket ride
all those little brown girls,
who don’t know a grass
covered world. By chance
they sit and see their mirror
image on TV.
Long and lean stretching to hit
yellow ball beyond her opponents
reach; she runs and makes each
shot seem so easy.
Believe me
it ain’t so easy.
Then with the winning point comes
hope to all those little brown girls,
who’ve now gotten a glimpse
into a new world.
by: Joyce M. Rose-Harris © 2005
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