The Mets Game

The Mets Game

At age 7, I went to my first Mets game

I guess that is where you could say my obsession started

I’m not really sure who or what to blame

But I thank them fully hearted

I am not sure what part I like the best

Maybe it’s the anticipation of going

The excitement I feel in my chest

And the happiness in me growing

Or maybe it’s the car ride there

Going over the Verazzano bridge 

Taking me to a place so rare

That makes me feel like I’m dancing on a ridge

However, I fell out of love with it

I call this the lost year

At age 16 we had a split

Because of things that interfered

I know what I am about to tell you may seem sad

But it’s rather me recognizing who I am

I created something good to replace the bad

Because I can’t always scram

Within a year I gained independence

And learned I can do the things I love 

Like going to a Mets game and being in attendance

Even though it doesn’t fit the same as an old glove

I regained love for a Mets game

I love the atmosphere

The bright lights and the cheering of names

And the smiles on faces that appear

I love the food

Even though I eat just chicken tenders and fries

It puts me in a baseball mood

And it’s pretty good, which is a surprise

I love the game in general

All the home runs and strikeouts

In a game, there are usually several

And limited time outs

I love watching the players play

Their love for the game

And the excitement they display

As they try to create a name

I learned I can go with my friends

Or even if I wanted to by myself

The experience itself befriends

I’ve met many, especially sitting in section 112

I like to try and catch a ball

And even get a player to sign 

When they do, I am one to bawl

Because it makes me happy it’s mine

It feels like a second home

And its name is Citi Field

Before the game, I like to roam

Because this place makes me feel healed

I really like when the Mets win

The place lights up

The cheers and the smiles release from within

And sometimes beverages spill from cups

I hate when the games are over

Because it feels like a goodbye

The season only lasts from April to October

And then for six months, it is only I

The Mets game is my happy place

It is truly something I love

It is something I will always embrace

Because it makes me who I am and that’s enough

-Kamlyn

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