Ball

The ball, the bat, the roar of the crowd
The crack of the bat, the catch in the field.
The crowd goes silent
The pitcher is ready.
Flat down the middle
The batter is still, silent
Ready for the next.
Pitcher winds up, batter swings hard
The ball flies like a soaring bird into the sky
Over the fence, the crowd goes wild…
Round and round the bases,
All the way to home.
End of game.
Buzzer blows.
Winners are grinners,
As we shall know.