By Jeremy Hritz
Some people love the summer
A time for
BBQs, Beaches, sun, vacation, procrastination
A time for sprinklers, sparklers, 4th of July, radiant, beautiful explosions in the sky
But buried deep beneath that veneer of sunshiny smiles
For those with Black and Gold hearts and lungs and gold and black pupils and tongues
Is a melancholy that is vast, and a longing with reason
An ache, and a sadness, pining for the next Steelers season
With every rocket burst, hot dog, or dip in the pool
Is a dull ache, a heft, a summertime heat cooled
Because nothing is as sweet as the autumn crisp chill
And the sight of a foot ball arching with skill
From the hand that bears two rings, including one for the thumb
Despite the June and July jubilation, to the longing I succumb
I am here but not fully completely
My heart is at Heinz, and it’s not discreetly
Oh bring to me that game where legends of Pittsburgh are born
And speed up this summer
And let the jerseys be worn.
Nothing can compare, nor will it ever
To the game played in Pittsburgh with an oval-shaped leather.
One thought on “Wishing Summer Away”
This is perfect …. for all black and gold!!