Gliding in the air,
‘Whee !’, he shouted out of joy.
Hiding behind those bright-white clouds,
He bounced and hopped around.
But were was the pain in his head?
Why did he feel lighter?
Where was his mom and dad?
Where was he?
Had the poor kid thought about it,
He would have known the truth,
But before he could,
His friend called out, ‘Hey Joy! Pick up the bat!’