Games Children Play

Aris and Tate

 

The games we played in childhood

made to ready us for our life

The fleet foot breathless soldier

forged to mimic our daily strife

 

These lessons turn round and round

with the sweet spinning of a child

Taught so that we may never forget

to make a man of the meek and mild

 

Somewhere between the child and man

we forget sometimes the reason

Why children love to play these games

as varied as each new season

 

The happy chimes of the baseball field

like notes from far flung rain

Carry us back to our childhood

reliving the laughter and the pain

 

The giddy chatter across the field

lofted high on the drifting breeze

Echo our life's fear of failure

wishing, if only time could freeze

 

We find much more when we lose

of just what we are made of

Discovering the test of character

that all good men so love

 

In life it's not the ones who condemn

nor win most times they play

It's friends who forgave our weakness

whose spirits echo through our day

 

 Aris

Author's Note

Haven't we all thought back to the moment we were up to bat?
With the weight of the world on us we then struck out.
Baseball is the national sport here. It is the only sport to have a commissioner all powerful who is in charge of guarding the integrity of the game. In 1919 the first commissioner Judge Kennesaw Mountain Landis was elected to the lifetime post to combat the cheating that the White Sox had done in the world series. Even though all were acquitted he banned them all from the game for life saying "No player who gambles on the game of baseball or sits in conference with others who do and does not tell his franchise will ever play the game again." He added "What these men have done is to plant a doubt in the minds of every school boy who ever looked up to them in awe. Baseball the great leveler of men from all walks of life. They have violated the founding principle upon which the game is grounded. Forever taking away the innocence that comes of a child's sense of fair-play"!
The White Sox were for years then after refered to as the Black Sox!

Childhood:
Softened by Times consummate plush,
How sleek the woe appears
That threatened childhoods citadel
And undermined the years!
Bisected now by bleaker griefs,
We envy the despair
That devastated childhoods realm,
So easy to repair.

Emily Dickinson

Reviews

[Havatara]

I liked it. In the third stanza, the word "different" just seemed to long to me. I don't know, maybe it would be better if you replace it with something shorter?

[LeahMichaels♥]

Beautiful, you always remember the games!
Love the way this rhymes. It is read very easily.

Well written keep them coming!

~LeahMichaels

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

very touching~a thoughtful write exuding care~

[N.E.T.]

Very noble way to connect with the reader and connect childhood with something so many can recall as a part of their own. Very sweet...

[little lily Bride of Ch..]

little confusing but i think i understand what your saying. nice write

[Dallisa <3]

You expressed your point beautifully in this piece. I love that it talks about lessons learned as a child, and how that affects the people we are today. I've been thinking a lot about that lately, so this is an inspiring poem to read :D

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

This is such a great read for me today as I prepare to go to yet another one of my son's baseball games. Beutiful expression here with a lovely moral. This is truly a delightful lesson.
Thanks so much for sharing your wisdom.
Light,
Siddartha