SPRING

Spring
to me
is when they line up
baseball bats
and bubble gum containers
in the dugouts
and the Ump cries
“Play Ball!”

The cracking sound
that entices us
to watch intently
as the ball soars
out of the park.

The smell
of concession stand
hot dogs.

Kids of all ages
and team orientation
scramble
to get the foul ball
missile
that touched down
in the stands.

The hot-headed hecklers
that blend in
with bobble-headed
happy fans.

Yes, the sweet blossoms
of Spring
are in the ball park
and I am happy
the season is here!