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Baseball in Heaven

A young boy that loved the game
Would always practice and never rest
Because he always wished someday 
To play with the very best

Dad and son played together
Bonding with games of catch
Both together for love of the game
Which no one else could match

Then one morning the man awoke
To go practice with his team
And when he arrived at the field
Its grass was an amazing green

It didn’t look in anyway close
To the way it was before
And his teammates were now all different
And there were so so many more

As he ran to take his position
His teammates caught his eye
They were all the baseball legends
That he was passing by

He thought how was it possible
That these greats were there to play
Because he knew that they were all
His heroes that passed away

He walked up to a player
Whom he knew to be Babe Ruth
To get an answer to what was happening
And he only wanted the truth

The great man thought the easiest way
For a young man who’d been playing since seven
Was to tell him that they were a player short
And he was needed in baseball heaven

The young man grinned with a child’s delight
And now knew he wanted to stay
Because God granted him more than his wish
He could now play with the best everyday

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 8/9/2018 10:57:00 AM
Sad but very lovely poem. I love a good baseball poem this one of those.
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Date: 2/17/2017 9:56:00 AM
This brought tears to my eyes. I lost by brother, a baseball lover, last Wednesday, and was looking for inspiration. This is perfect. You've wrote a masterpiece.
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Wade Greenlee
Date: 2/20/2017 2:16:00 AM
Tiffany, I am so very sorry to hear about your brother. My son and I bonded over baseball and this was my way of coping with his death. I do hope this poem gave you even a little bit of comfort. I am a good listener if you ever need anyone to talk to about your precious brother.
Date: 1/29/2016 1:34:00 AM
This is an amazing poem about baseball and the loss of a loved one who so dearly loved the sport. I've been looking for the perfect tribute for my young nephew who just passed away and I found it in this poem. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for the special gift you have that allows me and others to graciously say what's in our hearts.
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Wade Greenlee
Date: 2/12/2016 9:32:00 PM
Thank you, Cindi. That was our life, and he was fortunate to continue his passion after high school until his death. So many wonderful memories and even when he made it we continued to have games of catch. I miss that so much!