Opening Day in Denver

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Dissolving through the throngs on LoDo streets.

Beer soaked smiles and purple clothed melee.

Bars brimming full with possibility.

First Rockies home game only minutes away.


The golden bubbly flowing from the taps.

Anticipation in the on deck circle.

Optimism cheering from the stands.

At the plate the hopes of all the people.


And on the mound our cynicism fades.

The windup for the season has begun.

Is our fate to be despair or victory?

We’re tied for first but yet to score a run.


Each day is opening day- we start anew.

Our destiny depends on what we do.


Mike Coste

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