'Twas back in the '80's, yet still plain as day <br />First Holy Communion - the month it was May, <br />The day before Sunday and time to give prayers <br />The priest in his study, the boys in their chairs, <br />One came up missing - nowhere to be found, <br />Then out in the hallway a clatter of sound - <br />One little boy running as cleats hit the ground <br />In Little League uniform, late for his game, <br />Tossing his glove through the doorway he came - <br />Slid to his chair like he'd slid to home base <br />The priest had to wipe off the grin on his face; <br />All the boys seated in slacks, shirts and ties <br />Followed his entrance with wide startled eyes - <br />'I'm sorry I'm late, sir, ' he started to say, <br />'You know that it's Little League's opening day <br />And I have to be there as soon as I'm done - <br />Church before baseball - I need a homerun! ' <br />My son is now grown to a happy young man - <br />But he still causes drama whenever he can. <br />He'll never fit into the usual flow - <br />And people just love him wherever he goes!<br /><br />Linda Ori<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem..../first-communion-in-