Beach Ball
Plastic rainbow of my own hot air.
Blowing into it all my frustrations.
Give it a strike to show it whose boss.
How quickly I’m mesmerized as I watch it spin.
Leaves me smiling for no apparent reason.
Takes me back to when cares were none.
Any game ready at hand with one.
Puts me in a cheerful mood just spending some time.
Like my own inanimate pet.
Ah, the beach ball. Still one of life’s simple secret escapes.
Copyright © Carmine Rossi | Year Posted 2015
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