The Blue Ball

Someone lost a blue ball,
Although I didn't see it fall.
It sits there on the ground,
Small and perfectly round.

I wonder if she cried?
The game she played, it must have died.
The ball went o'er the fence.
It's not been played with since.

It sits there is the grass.
Wonder when it was thought of last?
Childs' toy now discarded,
Lonely, disregarded.