Popcorn making;
Bats Breaking.
It must be that time of year.
Hot dog eating;
Bleacher seating.
Ten dollars for the smallest beer.
Players striking;
Coach disliking.
The team may lose, is what he fears.
Ball cap wearing;
Sun is glaring.
The day is beautiful and clear.
Third base stealing;
Such a feeling,
When the crowd begins to cheer.
Outfield sunning;
Home base running.
Baseball season is finally here!
Danielle Dayney 