Tennis Ball

Tennis Ball

 

Day to day, I sit on the front deck

Holding that tennis ball you gave me

So  that we can play when you get back

And take me to my favorite birch tree.

 

The little ones are getting older now

And don't tug on my ears anymore.

It's been awhile, you are my best pal.

I wait for you beside the front door.

 

I waited here for you to return

For all the while since you have been gone

Where are you daddy?