"He stands at the plate with his heart pounding fast.
The bases are loaded, the die has been cast.
Mom and Dad cannot help him, he stands all alone.
A hit at this moment would send his team home.
The ball meets the plate, he swings and he misses.
There's a groan from the crowd, with some boos and some hisses.
A thougthless voice cries, "Strike out the bum."
Tears fill his eyes, the game's no longer fun.
So open up your heart and give him a break,
for it's moments like this, a man you can make.
Keep this in mind when hear someone forget.
He is just a little boy, and not a man yet.
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