Lights on the amateur area blind me
my daddy wanted to teach to play baseball
He helped me tie the stiff glove on me
sweet leather aroma on my hand around
My dad said to prepare to catch the ball
I readied my glove to catch it
he threw it to me underhand
I squeezed the glove to close
but it was too soon I closed it
He said, let's try it again
he steeped for the ball and threw it
I closed the glove again
yes, yes it went in
I caught it daddy,
I caught it!
He said, good job my daughter
okay, now we'll try throwing
He took the ball I caught
and showed me how to throw
my daddy told me how
just throw it like a paper ball
have fun doing this Hun
don't think too much about it
So I brought my hand back
and threw the ball as hard as I could
but the aim I did lack
and I ran after it rolling away
I tripped on a group stub of grass
I started to cry and told my daddy
I don't like anymore like this
as my eyes become watery
he said, no let's try one more time
you can do this but stop crying
there's no crying is baseball
so I gripped tight the ball
I threw it with all my might
flying through the air like a bird
it glides down and hits my dad's glove
I did it daddy!
I threw the ball daddy!
That was my throw,
I can throw!
I did it...
I did it!
*based on the first time my father taught me how to play baseball. I later became one of te best players in an all boys baseball team. I take pride in what I can do but I just have fun. Till this day I can't believe it...that was little me that first learned to catch and throw. Now I can say not that was me...but this is me.
-Thank you Dad for being there
