My Ball - By The Dog Poem by Kylie Hutchings

He got it from a bucket
At the yard sale down the street
He knew right away I'd like it
And said that it was cheap

When he got home he bounced it
I couldn't quite believe
The way it caught my attention
I was hooked I couldn't leave

Then he threw it
Hallelujah!
I couldn't contain the urge
To chase that thing as fast as I could
It had me on the verge

I brought it back and dropped it
And waited to go again
This thing was fascinating
Throw, chase, grab, back and then

Waiting watching crouching
Pacing back and forth
You can wait as long as you want
I'm not getting bored

Throw it throw it
Come on then
Please don't make me wait
Throw it as far as you can
I'll chase it to the gate

I can't believe you’re leaving
I drop it at the door
And lay there watching
Keeping guard
Till you come back for more.