I stand brave.
Ready to try.
Step to the plate.
Dust in my eye.
Clench my bat.
Hold it up high.
Wait for the pitch.
It whizzes by.
“STR—IIII—KE!”
Comes the cry.
Wipe my brow.
Breathe and sigh.
Swing. Connect.
Ball to the sky!
Throw my bat.
Off I fly!
Round the bases.
Home run try.
I slide home.
Filled with pride.
Just like Jackie.
Brave inside.