We spend our lifetime, not just a summer or two
But a lifetime – waiting – for the dream to come true.
We wait in the rain and the Wrigley Field stands,
We wait at the Cubby Bear, getting drunk with our friends.
We watch them play ball on WGN,
Hoping to hear the screams, “Cubs win, Cubs win!”
Every Spring we wait with renewed hopes and dreams,
We wait with anticipation, we cheer and scream.
When October is over and the season ends,
We wait for the Spring to celebrate again.
We scrutinize the coaches, analyze the players,
Hold our breath – and say our prayers.
The team did it once, after one hundred and eight years
And 2016 was a year of great cheer!
The wait was over and the dream came true,
For those of us that bleed, Cubbie blue.