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"Ball Games & Barbeques"

 by Mike Hall

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There was a man who was driven
Early to rise, he pursued excellence
At work and was often viewed as
Shrewd by his competitors
And associates

This same man was driven to distraction
By children at the end of the day
Arriving home after eight,
He had little time
For ball games or barbeques....
Recitals or trips to Yogurt Land

He found comfort in Southern Comfort
And hoped his family realized that
Seventy hour work weeks provided
For all of their wants and needs
Mom could still be present at
Swim meets and school plays

Turning gray before his time
Was just part of the price he paid
For being so driven
He foolishly thought a week
On the beach at Christmas
Would suffice....that they'd
Understand his sacrifice
And the price he was paying
To ensure their happiness

The shrewd businessman
Failed to notice the signs
He never took enough time
To disengage from work
And really engage with his family
One day his wife and kids
Left a note to say goodbye
He was shocked but couldn't cry....
The annual meeting was the next day
And he needed to give
The keynote address

His speech drew a standing ovation
As the now humbled executive
Encouraged attendees to carve out
Time for ball games and barbeques...
Piano recitals and dessert

After dinner, he invited everyone
To join him on the south lawn
For a special beat the heat...
Yogurt Land stations were arranged
Serving a delicious dessert that brought Smiles to all

The driven CEO no longer seemed shrewd
He went home that night and, For the first Time in years, he cried.....
He vowed to phone his wife
And resisted the Southern Comfort
On the counter
Finally, he realized that a stable home
And loving family was the only
Comfort he needed....
That being driven can often make a man
Forget what's important.

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Poem Submitted on 09/24/10

About The Author: Mike Hall

Mike Hall is a long time Denver area tennis coach and teaching professional.

  • He writes poetry in his spare time and is married to Sally.

  • Mike and Sally have a daughter named Carly.

  • Many of Mike's poems are sparked by people rising to the challenges in daily living.

  • Two of his favorite poems (The Darkest Hour & If I Could) are found online by googling Meg Heggie. If I Could was written after my sister in law was diagnosed with breast cancer a few years ago. To read these poems, click below:

The Darkest Hour  /  If I Could

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