Day in the Sun

A life spent cowering from pain will leave you so aching inside The gift you'd miss, from life's sweet kiss knowing you never even tried

Tatertot 

With the start of the first inning

as the wind whistled through the tree's

Our short stop had his shoulder broke

and the fates blew in on the breeze

 This team was a thorn in the side

of the Harding President's Club

It was on this night my son Tate

was scheduled to play as a sub

 

The kid pitching for North Union

hurled a cooking heater down field

You could hear that freight train coming

as it's hide was 'bout to be peeled

Their coach then rallied his talent

pressing their shoulders to the wheel

like natives dancing 'round a fire

driving devils who'd struck a deal

 A death defying mid-air, catch

the bounding, ball tossed on the run

The Devil was in town this night

riding in on the setting sun

They dove and slid then nearly flew

as if the angels rode their backs

While running bases half possessed

plowing the field with cleated tracks 

,

 The dice kept coming up seven

and oh prophetically so

When the sun had finally set

the score was seven to zero

 Come ye fathers follow your child

through the tough times every one

For the oft chance will someday come

when they will have finally won 

 

Tatertot last night 4/12/14

Author's Note

Americans love the underdogs. It is such an American thing to do. Because the thrill of a win from a team thought washed up gives us all hope that the dreams that were washed away in our own youth could be rekindled and burn again.Such is the nexus of the American soul!

Reviews

[Al R. Arce]

I am a baseball fanatic! I mean beyond my beloved Cardinals! Thus I immediately felt attracted to your piece! Loved the way you described the fastball! It is a very good sport's piece! Good job!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Gabe I am Tate nice to meet you That fast ball literally hissed with danger But by the 5th inning their spirit was broken and he lost control of the fast ball It was a great night.That team beat us 10 to 0 last year it was a TROMPING

[J Todd Underhill]

Love it Tate! You're reading this one next week eh? It turn out wonderfully after us speaking of it today!
A true talent and wonderful father you are!

[Tate Morgan]

Thanks J todd I had to create it after talking to you Ill read it next week

[Kasey Miriam]

Very well done poem! Great job

[Tate Morgan]

thank you I am tate nice to meet you

[Tinkerbellje]

Great poem and really well written!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you It is always with humility that i get to see him play and remember when I shunned worshiped the night and shunned the day

[Angel]

For just one shining moment, ol' Casey lifts his head
Could there yet be joy in Mudville?

Ahh, blessed hope..burning yet in a breast long thought dead...

[Tate Morgan]

Yes One last breath of hope the food that feeds the gods lol

[Patricia]

A wonderful piece of poetry that withstand the test of time. What father/son/family cannot relate? It has that all american touch that people long for and never get enough of in this fast paced world. Excellent write and exceeds expectations. :)

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Patricia I love this game when time stands still and our children stand the precipice of life to test their mettle

[Patricia]

You are welcome and btw I love the song! :)

[Savannah Bly]

This was a really great write. Baseball is one of my favorite sports to watch and this was wonderfully portrayed. You are right, everyone loves a good underdog. Great Job!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you yes it is the great leveler of mankind when we test ourselves against our fellows

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

Amazing poem. Nicely written. :-D

Kaze~

[Tate Morgan]

thank you Kaze

[♔ CrownedDevil ☾]

Your welcome. :-)

[lissalovesyou]

Keep up the great work!
lissalovesyou:)

[Tate Morgan]

thank you very much

[melissa]

This is amazing poem tate thank you for sharing your poems keep up the great work and keep sending me more to read i love reading them

[Tate Morgan]

thanks melissa I suppose i shall truly miss these games when the are no more

[melissa]

Your welcome