Baseball
It's my turn to bat,
I walk right up to face.
The ball comes down, it's a low curve ball and I smack it to 3rd base.
I run to first, faster to second
and more so to the third.
Then the throw comes,
it's a great one too
as fast as you've ever heard.
But I've already passed and home is in sight.
The throw came down without fault but the keeper fumbled as I slid to a halt.
I had done it none the less,
and the feeling was so good.
That I decided,
to never stop.