"Softball Girl "
She puts on a helmet, picks up a bat
And walks to the plate, "Gotta hit, and that's that!"
The crowd starts to cheer, the game's on the line
Last inning, two outs, and the score's 9 to 9.
Dad yells "Go get it!" and Mom's clenching her hands,
Coach says "Hit the ball" but alone there she stands.
Heroes are made on seconds such as this,
But she's just a little girl, what if she should miss?
Years after the the game's ended and she's little no more,
Will she remember this day, the outcome, the score?
One day she'll have forgotten if she was out, hit or run,
She will only look back on all her friends and the fun.
So cheer this girl on,alone with her fate,
Help her remember with fondness this stand at the plate.
Spend your time wisely and help in her quest,
To be a hitter with confidence, always her best.
And when the game's over, this girl can stand tall,
For you've helped her prepare to give it her all!
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