Get the Ball


Get the ball
Get the ball
Get the ball
Family legend has it,
that was my famous toddler call
Before I could walk,
and even barely crawl,
I was a baby bouncer
who loved to toss the ball
Big brother Michael
was my golden retriever
Get the ball
Get the ball
Get the ball
Look, I made my brother smile, y'all
Because the game is over,
once the ball starts rolling
down the steps at the end of the hall
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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November 26, 2016 at 8:44 AM
Hi Freddie, I loved this heart warming write. I could picture it so well in my mind. "Get the ball". Thanks for sharing this nostalgic write. Well done: -) Alexis
Hoffman Avatar
November 25, 2016 at 4:40 PM
You started pitching the ball to big brother Michaels glee, getting you in practice for becoming a pitcher for the NY Yankees…Very cute story that made me smile Freddie!:)
Andresen Avatar
November 25, 2016 at 3:18 PM
- A little gem, Freddie - Lovely :) - Happy weekend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Sands Avatar
November 25, 2016 at 2:50 PM
I can just picture that Freddie! Good one. :)
Green Avatar
November 25, 2016 at 2:43 PM
Another fun and lighthearted peek into your past Freddie. Nicely done.
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