"He Stands All Alone"

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 the teams home.

The ball nears 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

not a man yet.