Number One Fan

Number One Fan

There is no greater joy that I know

than seeing a child’s smile firsthand

Who has just caught their first ball

thrown from their father’s hand

As their eyes expand to full capacity

with anticipation they eagerly wait

For to them this is the World Series

playing with a hero they see as great

The ball is released and begins to travel

goose bumps jump as if they felt ice

The little fielder boldly holds up his glove

wanting to make this catch at any price

Spinning and rotating round and round

stitches in the rawhide hypnotize

The moment of truth is drawing nearer

his little hand he tries to stabilize

The meteor drops right in his glove

he closes the pocket as he falls down

Now trembling with utter excitement

he springs up as if he won a crown

All the diamonds and glory of the big league

do not share the memories that this one can

As the father throws out the very first pitch

that lands in the glove of his number one fan

Stephen Boan copyright 12/31/98