an old man is snoring.

Cold.
Hiding under christina ransom's
Jacket
Watching pitch after pitch
And swings
Hits
Runs
Scores
And its ended
Because of this rain.
Swat hands with opponents,
Gather my wilted glove,
And my bag,
Visor,
Water
And run.

Through the rain,
Past joan and her mom,
Bade them goodbye.
Keep running.
The sky has opened up,
Emitting a downpour
Just for us,
Just for me.
So cold,
But I keep running.

The droplets feel like sweat,
Like tears,
Like rain,
Drip down my face
Off my nose.
Whip off the glasses
Cause i can't see.
My visor's turned from purple to navy
Cause it's soaked.
But I keep running
Cause i'm freezing.

I finally reach the parking lot
And look for our car
And i can't see
Cause of the rain
And almost open up the door to another
Car
But don't.
And i find it eventually
And stand at the door
And wait for my dad to come
Open it.
I crawl inside
And father cranks up the heat
And we drive off
And "can you feel the love tonight?" is
On the radio.
Leave it to Sir Elton John
To complete the moment.