"Mischief in a package,
That stands just three feet tall;
A power packed bundle of energy,
In a boy who is so small."
Boys are made of chuckles and grins,
Tousled hair and banged-up shins,
Things with wheels and frogs in pockets,
Questions, baseball caps, and rockets;
They're joy and mischief, fun and noise--
That's how it is---boys will be boys!
God made a world out of His dreams
Of majestic mountains, oceans and streams,
Prairies and plains, and wooded land,
Then paused and thought, "I need someone to stand
On top of the mountains, to conquer the seas,
Explore the plains, and climb the trees---
Someone to start out small and grow
Sturdy and stong like a tree," and so---
He created boys, full of spirit and fun,
To eplore and conquer, to romp and run,
With dirty faces and bandage shins,
With courageous hearts and boyish grins,
And when He'd completed the task He'd begun,
He surely said "That's a job well done,"
Patricia White
Little boy, In a baseball hat
Stands in the field, With his ball and bat.
Says, I am the greatest Player of them all.
Puts his bat on his shoulder, And he tosses up his ball.
And the ball goes up, And the ball comes down,
Swings his bat all the way around.
The world so still, You can hear the sound.
The baseball falls, To the ground.
Now the little boy, Doesn't say a word
Picks up his ball, He is undeterred
Says, I am the greatest, There has ever been
And he grits his teeth, And he tries it again.
And the ball goes up And the ball comes down
Swings his bat all the way around
The world so still You can hear the sound
The baseball falls, To the ground.
He makes no excuses, He shows no fear.
He just closes his eyes, And listens to the cheers.
Little boy, He adjusts his hat,
Picks up his ball, Stares at his bat.
Says, I am the greatest, The game is on the line,
And he gives his all one last time.
And the ball goes up, and the moon so bright,
Swings his bat With all his might.
The world's as still, As still can be
The baseball falls, And that's strike three.
Now it's supper time, And his momma calls.
Little boy starts home With his bat and ball
Says, I am the greatest, that is a fact.
But even I didn't know, I could pitch like that.
Says, I am the greatest. That is understood,
But even I didn't know, I could pitch that good.
Words to song by Kenny Rogers.
 
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