I see the green grass of the baseball diamond in front of me
I hear everyone talking around me
I smell the grass on the baseball field
I taste the minty gum in my mouth
I touch the pencil to write this poem
I feel the warm sun on my face
I wonder what I would be doing right now if I were at home
I wish that I could be playing baseball
I hope lunch time will come soon
I would like to be in an airplane flying for fun