Opening Day
With breathless haste and trembling hope
Comes April's long awaited day.
Flannels fitted, cleats are cleared.
Bats all polished, heroes cheered.
The rosters set, the lineups made.
Dispel all such reproachful pain,
Of past defeats, these thoughts remain,
Avenge those days with plans well laid.
Green pastures accent early mists;
High skies with soaring hearts abound.
Impatient folk with childish joy
In this Cathedral gather 'round.
The banners flapping overhead
To worship at the shrine of sport
As music from the organ run
To see a legacy is won.
Appease the gods with humble prayer
To bless this grand auspicious day!
With golden echoes sweet shall call
The anthem to begin the play.
"Play Ball!" The shout goes out to all.
Ten thousand voices rise and fall.
The spirits lift to heaven's gate
To root and share a common fate!
Copyright © Gregory Christiano | Year Posted 2005
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