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|At the Ball Park
First one up is a boy named Matt,
Heâ€™s kinda short but he has a good bat.
He strikes at the first curve ball,
He misses it; heâ€™s so very small.
He strikes again and touches the cover,
How he hopes the next one wonâ€™t be a glover.
Nothing comes his way but balls,
Heâ€™ll get on first with no cat calls.
Number 4 comes up to the plate,
The stands are cheering him, they canâ€™t wait.
He bunts the ball and gets on base
The little guy ahead of him has no time to waste.
The redhead kid with freckles grins,
He hopes to get a hit again.
He hits to right field now the bases are loaded,
The fans were screaming as the ball exploded.
Now itâ€™s time for the coachâ€™s son,
He knows he needs to bring them home.
He puts himself in his best hitting stance,
He doesnâ€™t want to risk this chance.
If he gets out oh how sad,
He knows what heâ€™ll hear from the coach, his dad:
(If you would have listened son,
You could have scored a grand slam run.)
Luck is with him on this day,
He hits the ball and it flies away.
Sometimes it hard to be the coachâ€™s son,
But not when you score a Grand Slam Homerun!
Grand slam ball to keep forever,
Is the coachâ€™s sons best new treasure.
The stands are screaming, the game is done
All the games efforts end on the one last run!
Everyone piles into the van!
Itâ€™s off to DQ as fast as we can.
Rewards are waiting,
The kids are celebrating.
The momâ€™s and dadâ€™s drink sodas
While discussing all the games totals.
The kids just eat ice cream, cake, and punch.
They know that altogether they are a great bunch.
The next game will come and the next game will go.
They will remain friends for life they know.
Playing ball is fun and thatâ€™s what most kids like to do,
They hate it when they hear someone yell boo.
The ref is their friend and has a good eye,
He knows when a ball is low or when it is high.
The momâ€™s make good snacks for the team mates to eat,
So they can have strength the other team to beat.
The dadâ€™s help the coach and the coach is someoneâ€™s dad,
The kidâ€™s donâ€™t like it when the coach gets mad.
The grandparents come to the games to see the grandâ€™s play,
They would never dream of missing a game day.
When the games are all done and summer is here,
The playerâ€™s are sometimes said to shed a real tear.
While the children are young and time stands still,
Take them to the ball park please if you will.
For at the ball park a childâ€™s character is formed,
Heâ€™ll learn that a loss wonâ€™t cause him too much harm.
A kid likes to win and make himself and all proud,
But he really likes to play to a kind crowd.
When there is a bad call donâ€™t respond with a negative shout.
Teach the children that good sportsmanship is what it's about.
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