Grand Slam

Baseball bats of aluminum

and leather gloves

the catcher's face mask

protects my son

as he plays his favorite place

on the team at home base.

 

Semi-finalist at last

Bases loaded

and he's up to bat

It's a tie, bottom of the last inning

'Knock 'em dead,

flatten it'

I call from the stands.

 

He swings and makes

first contact

sending the ball into the outfield

far from reach

by the other team

and even I can see from the bleachers

the gleam in his eyes

all the runner's flying

including himself.

 

He helps win the game

for everyone on his team

and brought them home

they won the game

fair and square

and my son was there

to ride upon his team's shoulders

to celebrate their victory

what a wonderful summer to be seven on

the coachpitch league.

 

 

Reviews

[Bear]

oh, this is a "perfect" write for a glorious day! Home run king that saved the team's honor making them Number One!!

The poem will be a good keepsake... perhaps years from now you can present the poem to him at another milestone in his life and yours... a reminder of the times past combined with then times present connecting the journey the two of you have shared along your way.

Home Run King!! Hoisted upon his teammates shoulders!! WOW, the feeling he must have felt!! ;~)
Good day to thee proud mama!! ;~) Sallie Bear

[Tate Morgan]

You chose the sport that i love most.What child does not love the witted banter of the ball field

[robin]

I love the sound of "what a wonderful summer to be seven on". It pretty much captures the essence of the mother's detailed observations in the rest of the poem, from a child's point of view. It gets better and better from you. This is love and childhood.

[J. Hampton]

The pride and joy you find in your son
shines in every verse
I cracked up at your ...
"knock 'em desd" and...."flatten it " from the stands...

Mother-zealot...lol

sweet write my dear

Blesssssssssss

[radian7]

What a great poem. The enthusiasm , the pride for your son, the excitement of the game and win. The poem flows and has a fun rhythm. I need to pull out my baseball haiku! Thanks for a fun poem.