H is for History
History is not experience
But a record of what happened
My father liked to tell stories
Of growing up along Puget
Sound, which he swam across
Part of with regularity
Well, it seems that a border
Dispute arose between folks
In Seattle (probably Olympia,
State capital and southerly
Sound-located) and those in
Vancouver and of all the parts
On both sides—
A conflict of two nations, as
It were, Canada and the USA
One day the problem was
Resolved in a game of baseball
The border was settled over
Nine-innings’ play
I don’t recall who won; maybe
I was never told—that’s not
The point—the day was saved
Not with guns but by a game,
Sporting in every way
My father’s storytelling was
History—and is—a recording
Of the time and what transpired
My telling this to you becomes
A history as well
How about making a history
For yours

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