If I Must Leave

If I must leave you , think only this of me ;

that there's some corner of a well kept diamond field which never floods .

There shall be on that rich , timeless magical firma , a special place reserved ;

 for Dads  who in their  suits and ties , squeegeed rain and mud ,  and prayed   their kids might play that day .

A place where they watch from smiling .

 A place where those good deeds rewarded , find vital , " old school " chums visiting , recalling oversized uniforms ,

and ballgames most sublime .

   Think me there , this heart ; all evil shed away ;

a fresh faced rookie now , on a Universal team .

no less ensconsed within than the pillars of Hercules .

Think me home .

Think me smiling , as when we shared Summer days of laughter ,

bright , and warm and full of promise .

Think me strong , ever true and passionate .

Think me too , in sights and sounds of dreams of happy days past , and those still left to come ;

and they will . They will .

 Think me blessed with so many days spent among  welcome friends of gentleness ;

whos hearts of peace , just would not let me fall .

Think of me , under an All American sky , playing that all American game .

There you will find me !