About the Poem
I wrote this poem in 3rd grade when my mind was simplistic and clear. The way things should be.
|by Tim Montano|
|Spring is the time that baseball starts,
It is in our minds, it is in our hearts,
The score is tied, 3 to 3,
It is the bottom of the 9th,
And it is up to me,
The coach gives the signal,
It is ok to swing,
I swing the bat and I hear a bing,
Oh gee, Oh no, it is a pop fly,
Way up in the sky,
I feel sick like I am going to die,
As I round second and almost to third,
The center fielder drops it because he is a nerd,
I slide home, look up,
"Safe" I hear the umpire say,
The Tigers have won the game today,
After the game the guys lift me up on their shoulders but I won't fall,
Because today I feel 10 feet tall!
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