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Response to The last line of poem: "He's just a little boy"

from ilza (ilza@pobox.com)
Just a Little Boy

He stands at the plate with 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 the 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 thoughtless voice cries: "Strike out the bum." Tears fill his eyes; the game's no longer fun. So open your heart and give him a break. For it's moments like this, a man you can make. Keep this in mind when you hear someone forget. He's just a little boy and not a man yet.

(posted 9143 days ago)

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