On Jack's bright and joyful 22nd, To Arlington his journey wends, Where fields of green and skies of blue, Hold the dreams that dare come true. With every cheer and soaring ball, The echoes in the stadium call, Yankees clash on Texas ground, In this youthful joy profound. The birthday boy beneath the sun, Sees futures bright and battles won, As bats do crack and crowds exclaim, In thrills of victory and game. A moment caught in time’s embrace, Of baseball's heart and Jack's own grace, Where every pitch and loyal cheer, Marks the turning of another year.