Up to bat

This is my poem from when I won first place in Mississippi's Gumtree Writing Contest while in the third grade:

Up to bat
I sit on the bench
waiting for my turn.
Two players are in front of me.
One is out, the other
goes to first.
I choose my bat.
My heart beats fast.
I walk to the plate.
I squint in the sun.
The pitcher throws the ball.
I swing the bat...