I’m from the smell of green green grass,
And baseballs, footballs,
Basketballs, tennis balls, and soccer balls.
The taste of concrete and the pain of a scrape on the street.
The burning sensation when you’re running
On the street with no shoes.
The excitement that fills the air before a game,
The pain of losing,
And the happiness of winning.
The big tree that I rest under
After a game with friends,
Or when you’re forced out of the house
To play with others.