~ Home Run King ~

He's still a kid at heart
Though he is fifty-three,
He likes to play some ball
Or go climbin' in a tree...

You'll find him goin' fishin'
For Bluegills in a pond,
Then fryin' up his catch
For a picnic on the lawn.

Too bad there ain't more like 'em,
That take the time each day,
To stop and smell a simple rose
Or take your hand to pray...

In his youth of yester-year,
He was the Home Run King...
Just tagged home plate, amid the cheers,
That followed his great swing....

But now he's learned a new skill,
So valued in this life,
He's stolen home within our hearts,
A Home Run King for Life!
 

dedicated to O' Puppy
by Sharon Frye
© 2003 used with permission
Heroes of the Heart