Granddaughter's 1st Volley Ball Game Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching my Granddaughter's first volley ball game ever,
suddenly she got hit smack in the face with the ball,
she's alright, but needs to sit this first round out.

Now having moved to the other gym, playing another game
against another grade school, doing real well, focusing
clearly on what's to be done.

Trading positions around the court, my Granddaughter now
closer to my sight, able to take pictures of her smiling
face and great winning attitude.