For Kenford Yee
In the style of Dr. Seuss –
Team Red meets Team Green on field. When it’s over one must yield.
Coach brings balls and Coach brings bats. Players bring their mitts and hats.
All are happy that they came. It’s such great fun to play this game.
To smell the grass and feel the dirt. To slide and stain your pants and shirt.
A war of skill and teamwork too. With certain rules enforced by Blue.
One strike, two strikes, three strikes, out. Some fans cheer and some fans shout!
Next time up you’ll get a rap. Drive it hard into the gap.
And when your fielding, glove on hand. Here’s something you must understand.
If you error on the play. Shake it off, then “my bad” say.
You might just catch the next line drive. And keep your teammates hopes alive.
But I tell you it’s much more than that. Be polite, and tip your hat.
Be committed, don’t just seem. To yourself and to the team.
Desire baseball in your heart. Do well in school so you’ll be smart.
Wear your pride upon your chest. Always strive to be your best.
And even if we lose today. You’re all still winners anyway.
Though it’s time for me to go. I trust you’ll make it to the “Show”.
Please don’t be sad when I’m gone. Stick together, carry on.
Believe I’m there to share your load. Here at home, or on the road.
For on the field is where I’ll be. That gentle breeze you’ll feel is me.