At the Ball Game
Went to a ball game; sat in the stands
With my husband, my kids and of course, with the grands.
The weather did dazzle, there was a soft breeze;
Delightful to have weekend outings like these.
The pitchers, the catchers, the swing of the bat,
The sun beating down on the brim of my hat.
My grandson beside me, absorbing the scene;
His sister enjoying the change of routine.
The popcorn, the pretzels, the sodas, the fries;
The choo-choo train ride as an added surprise.
The day was a joy, for the national sport
Was a hit for us all, I am glad to report.
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