Beneath the lights, the diamond gleams,
A field of hope, of childhood dreams.
The crack of the bat, the ball takes flight,
Chasing the stars in the soft twilight.

The pitcher winds, the batter stands tall,
A duel of skill, the heart of it all.
Cheers erupt, the bases ignite,
A dance of strategy, pure delight.

From the dugout's edge to the outfield grass,
Stories are written, memories amass.
The final inning, the crowd takes aim,
For the timeless magic of the baseball game.