The Joys of Being a Ball
Bringing joy to childrenIs my lot in life
Through out my day
I jump from place to place
I roll around trying to get away
"Leave me alone!" I scream
They do not hear me
For I have no face
Peaceful nights are
My dreamscape
Bouncing to the ground
To propell myself higher
Shaken awake
By tiny grasping fingers
They are attracted to my color
They slobber on me as
They gnaw on my
Bright red surface
Slipping from their clutches
Giggling as I roll away
Just to bounce another day.
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