Little Boy

Written for my oldest grandchild Jacob

To My Very Special 'Little Boy' Grandma is home now   Our visit is over Our time with you was so very special And we were so blessed to be able To watch you play ball For the very first time I not only saw you on the field But I also saw Another piece of my heart Standing proud in memory Number 12 ... your Daddy Was with you on the field I saw him Not only as your Daddy But My little boy That wore the number 12 Of so many years ago The Pitcher that tried so hard Just as you did as I watched This very special game There you were My first born grandchild On your way to growing up You hit the ball And it came off the T Only trouble was ... You ran the wrong way We were all watching Just a few Little hustles away As you dropped your bat And ran to third base You were so excited That we were watching You were running To where we stood It didn't matter ... That didn't take your smile away And you warmed the bench Till it was your turn again to play The trouble began When you were to take the field You began to run to where you Always stood and your coach called "Jacob come over here" He began to put you in padding And helmet and pointed to a Corner of the field Where you had never stood You thought you were Being punished for running The wrong direction before You did not understand That you were to be Catcher Not understanding What a Catcher was A four year old Wiped tears from his eyes It broke Grandma's heart To see you hurt in that way And yet ... Grandma knew a grownup lesson Is sometimes hard learned And then ... There was Daddy By your side as always You dried your tears As Grandma's spilled over As I watched my Grandson And my Son From across the field "Jacob you are the greatest The world has ever seen! You're playing Catcher! How great can that be?" "I'll explain it all latter Son Just listen to me If you believe you're the greatest Then great you will be'' The game was soon over And we saw no more tears Grandma ... Grandma! Did you hear How they cheered? Jacob you are the greatest The world has ever seen If you don't believe it Just ask Daddy and me One day Grandma will watch you play ball all grown up But this memory Will forever be mine The day the little boy Did not understand But yet Everything was made Okay By the encouraging words Of your Daddy Because of the Love and trust you had In the truth of his words You came off Of that field a star! You will always be my star Jacob Thank you for the memory Love, Grandma Be sure to listen to the entire song The Greatest Kenny Rogers Aspiring Angel         The Greatest - Kenny Rogers                         Little Boy

Reviews

[Rain]

Whoa yea,
Plenty of memories came flooding back on this piece. When Jeremy was your grandsons age, he got caught in a run down between 1st base and second. The second baseman started to tag him, and Jeremy took off for centerfield. I laughed so hard. He's a beautiful kid, and the words fit perfectly. Rain..

[Tim]

A wonderful poem and wonderfully done. Brought back memories of when my sons started playing baseball. The pictures went well with the poem and the words could have only come from a loving grandparent.

[Ray Hamilton]

This is a very precious time in a young ones life
I remember my children playing ball
My grand children are not yet old enough to play
But I do look forward to this time in their life
Nicely written thanks again for bringing back fawn memories for me
Ray

[Arthur Henn]

So much work went into this along with the photos...You can not get a better poem, story than this. A legacy and a memory.

Well done! and written A+

Enjoyed this very much.

Arthur Henn

[Donna DeLong Matthews a..]

Oh Sweetie I have read this several times before
and as everytime before Im writing this with tears
still in my eyes. Awesome write from that awesome
heart of yours.

Hugs and love you bunches
KKD