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 fabulous flies with his glove;
When the bases had been loaded,
He hit ball and bat exploded.
After runners crossed the bases,
We would see smiles on their faces;
After they had scored run by run,
Found that game was finally done.
Amazing Mays was no longer here;
Frantic fly Into clear sky did disappear;
Baseball always would love and laud;
New team on will be coached by God.
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 Maris twin
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 my first sight
Of the Giants displaying this great man
They were playing the Dodgers Friday night -
I found a seat in the center field stand
The Dodgers threw Drysdale at six feet five
And only Willie was up to the job
He parked the first pitch, the crowd came alive,
And Willie trotted home to greet the mob
It stayed that way all through the first eight
Wille played center field just beyond touch
Two out for the Dodgers,hope getting late
They pinch hit a rookine, prayer but not much
Sharp crack of the bat, high to center field
Willie turned his back to the plate and ran
Clear to the wall at top speed then he wheeled
Put his glove at his belt - he was the Man
2/11/2017
For contest The National Pasttime
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 and whines, and levying of fines.
Steroidal abuse accusations prevalent are profuse!
Is pretty lady a man, is the handsome man a woman?
Like in cases of people’s races, gander chases goose.
Is the ball player true or a steroid phenomenon.
Albeit I accept the fate entering stadium gate.
Was the coupling consensual or change conventional?
Excitement permeates ball field as contentions dissipate.
I believe in ball games, rising to fame consensual.
Mickey Mantle at bat, an all time world ‘Switch hitter!
Willie Mays ’The say kid Mays’ blessed his days by his phase.
“Mighty Casey at Bat” illustrates proper glitter,
as time switches mantle phase of Mickey and Say kid Mays!
For and in Honor of Debbie Guzzi
And Contest: Play Ball
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 Blue(he pitched sideways)-
their skill and strength left us amazed.
Every strike, each RBI
was earned and honestly come by.
No steroids used to fortify,
these guys were heroes in our eyes.
Somewhere, baseball lost its way,
it's more like work and less like play.
Games were hard-won in my day,
and each pitch was its own ballet.
©Danielle White
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 movie,
or buy a comic or pop for the price of a dime,
everyone's favorite saying was groovie.
Drugs were no problem at all,
crime also was very down,
young Willie Mays was even playing ball.
Children had respect even for their parents,
three-D was really in,
and everyone had good merit's.
In Nineteen-Fifty-Two,
Ike was elected President,
and I wasn't felling so blue.
I know the past
is gone you can't go back,
time really goes on way to fast.
I wished then I could've made a forecast,
Nineteen-Fifty-Two only a memory
looking back, life has been good at last.
wrote 6-14-90
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