“Step up to the plate” haiku

May 25th, the day Ruth
Launched his last homer

Babe was almost through
But not that day — 4 for 4
Three out of the park

Played hard, lived harder
Seven hundred and fourteen
One had to be last

A trickster word, last
Agonize to make things last
Then it is the last

Make every one count
Games, days, laughs, loves, breaths, touches
One will be the last