I Once Knew

A Boy

I Once Knew A Boy

I once knew a boy-

he was in his first year of baseball,

he was on the Cubs.

He stunk at baseball

he couldn't hit the ball once

he didn’t pitch at all.

He lost the championship.

He walks up to the plate nervous and afraid

he looks at the pitcher with butterflies in his stomach

he slams the plate trying to look tough

he did not believe in himself.

“Strike One” the ump calls

the ball is in the catchers mitt

he looks at first base wishing he could run there.

Two pitches later “strike three” the ump yells. He steps into the dugout sad and angry sits down. Mad is the only thing.

He was in his third year of baseball,

he was on the Orioles.

He was one of the best players on the team

he hit the ball a lot

he was a good pitcher.

He won the championship.

He walks up to the plate confident and balanced

he stares down the pitcher

he taps the plate just enough

he was brave and bold.

CRACK! goes the bat

the ball is in the air.

He is rounding first base heading for second base

then digging for third

he is heading for home

he steps onto home plate proud and happy-

that boy has grown.

- Will