by Rubba Ducks
It’s playing catch in the front yard,
then hitting off the tee.
Keep your eye on the ball –
now it’s off to little league.
Then practice, practice, practice –
one, two, three.
Next up is college ball,
or even the minor leagues.
You’re rounding all the bases
with the fans on their feet.
It’s winning the championship and the series
that fulfills your major league dream.
I like this post daddy. good words
That poem is a Rubba Ducks original! Check it out: