Willie Mays Poems - Poems about Willie Mays

...An American perspective on domestic and world events, in no particular order SCOTUS rules that Trump’s immune China flies the spy balloon Starship booster landing glee J. Assange is walking fre......

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...Had given Willie all of our praise; To see great plays would watch Mays; Out in field, we did find him roam; A baseball field was friendly home. To play baseball always did love; Caught fabulo......

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...I have attempted to capture my favorite major league baseball players in this little shape poem of home plate. Included are (in no particular order): Say Hey Willie Mays Wal......

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...Some numbers tumble down the hallowed halls of baseball’s past - a sport of numbers after all, these memories hold fast. Stan Musial wore #6, Lou Gehrig, #4; the “luckiest man in all the earth”, g......

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...Willie McCovey Baseball great Baseball glory gone Hank Aaron Home run king Passing by Babe Ruth Say hey Willie Mays Basket catch Superstar Micky Mantle plays Baseball world Roger Mar......

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...Nineteen sixty was a wonderful year Willie Mays was brought to Candlestick Park It left New Yorkers with more than one tear But San Franciscans remember that mark I rushed to the park to catch ......

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...The sport of ball games is many each summer and each fall. Within the Major leagues, and the Minors are many whines. The events that are pitted causes Peewees to bawl. Excuses like pines ......

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...Your garden is filled with bunnies – I see them hopping around like this …. Oh, I have been fighting those things for so long; my husband thinks that I’m crazy. I’m kicking against the resistan......

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...On our black and white TV, we sat engrossed, Chris and me. He was six and I was three, the Yanks were on a winning spree. Mickey Mantle, Willie Mays, Whitey Ford, those were the days, Vida Bl......

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...I wish things were the same now, as then, I wish I was there, Instead of here. In Nineteen-Fifty-Two, things were simple, and so care free, you always had somethng to do. You could see a mo......

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