Baseball season has begun
Where sons, and dads-
Cheer for fun.
In a cathedral for religious fans
Who Admire those
With farmer tans
The vibrant vertical
Green strands dance
At the feet of the saints
The umpire preaches on fate
It’s either he is out or safe,
So he states
The fragments of hot dogs and beer
Intertwine with slurs
and their obnoxious objective sneers
The pitcher is on the platform
Ignoring the world around him
As he has to per-fect his form
His troops stand behind
With green and brown stains
Avoiding any particular bind
We gawk at these Warriors
Nine inning ignite nerves
But the fans will never stop cheering.
In this cathedral
Fans are reborn
As baseball resurrects once more.