By Michael Xiao

The baseball flies far,

The force slices through the air,

The ball takes a ride!

Far away it rides,

It is out of the ball park,

A stroke of a bat!

How high the ball is,

Crushed far into space and gone,

See you later ball!

A gentle motion,

A tap bunt rolls to third base,

The batter takes off!

A raging comet,

Past the first baseman’s reaching,

Into the outfield!

A pitch comes to me,

I swing with power and force,

The ball sails away!

Baseball Poems