A boy and his ball

The sun always shines.
On my boy’s favorite toy.
Found under the bushes.
It still brings him such joy.

The ball sits at his side.
Though he rarely plays catch.
A bouncy mainstay like his owner.
To us both he did latch.

So we’ll remain here for him.
Providing comfort and love.
Until one day when he’s called.
By sweeter voices from above.

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