An Astros Poem

Watching Left Field

Deep to left, he disappears in the corner…

Where is he?

A cap emerges from the dirt

The padding splices the screen

Underneath

A smile

A big one

Glove in one

A bouncing fellow

Quick smack of gum

Swipes at the dirt on his knee

Luis and Moises sitting nervously

Lance and Papa, cruising in for a late view of the screen

Emerging from the corner in left

A gleaming Jose Altuve