I Miss Baseball

The Baseball Blessing

May you always find your arm slot,

May all your swings be pure,

Through every bruise and bad hop,

I hope that you endure,

May your blooper find a hole,

Let all your dreams hit down the line,

Stay just inside the foul pole,

May the wind blow out when you're at bat,

This is my wish for you,

And if you're ever in a jam,

I hope that you turn two.