My soccer ball.
Bursting with colours as it shoots across the field like a rainbow.
The colour is as vibrant as the green pitch I play on.
As blue as the sunny daytime, when the crowd cheers my name.
As black as the starless night sky as I dream of my victories.
As energetically red, yellow and orange as a flaming phoenix.

My soccer ball.
As bumpy as a rocky road treat for a well played game.
It celebrates with me and my team and comforts me when I’m alone,
A simple kick makes me feel like I’m on the beaches of Morocco.
As light as a sheet of paper, but my most prized possession.

My soccer ball.
It’s seen a lot for just a ball.
It has seen the fresh green planes of the field.
It’s been given the boot, but it bounces back.
I love my resilient soccer ball.