Sunday Morning ~

...at the ballpark.

"...While our sports shall be seen
   On the Echoing Green.

Old John with white hair,
   Does laugh away care,
Sitting under the oak,
   Among the old folk.
They laugh at our play,
   And soon they shall say:
Such, such were the joys
   When we all, girls and boys,
In our youth-time were seen
   On the Echoing Green."

~ William Blake (1757 - 1827) English poet, The Echoing Green