I swung the bat, I hit the ball,
cause from the T, it could not fall.
It went so high, I cannot see,
how far it went, where can it be.
Just start running, is what they said.
My legs feel like the weight of lead.
Look at the coach, he will know,
where to send me, where to go.
He points to second, and says go there.
I’m sure I haven’t got a prayer.
He points again says go to third.
Now I’m flying like a bird.
I can’t believe my luck at last.
I gave that ball a mighty blast.
And not a moment, did I think,
that the other team would stink.
He says keep running, go on home.
My mom is screaming on the phone.
Dads taking pictures, he’s the one,
who told me this would be such fun.
But up till now it’s been a chore,
never hitting, its’ been a bore.
I finally figured out this game,
and if we lose, I’m not to blame.
I slide and watch the catcher’s mitt.
If I’m tagged out, I’ll have a fit.
But yes, I’m safe, we have a run.
This kind of game is too much fun.
I’m sorry I complained so much.
You said just try, don’t use the crutch,
about how shy I seem to feel,
I’ll find out that it’s no big deal.
I’m glad you pushed and made me try.
But I thought at first, I’d surely die.
I learned the game, I took a chance.
Now for you I’ll do, my victory dance.