Big Yellow Ball Poem by Dave Wood

Big Yellow Ball

Rating: 4.5


Oh, I went to America
My grandma to see
A big yellow ball was chasing me
On a flying machine
With a big window
A big yellow ball wouldn't let me go

In Chengdu, China
Where I come from
There's no big yellow ball to ruin your fun
You can play outside
It feels so free
There 's no big yellow ball disturbing me

Oh, At Grandma's house
We finally arrive
The big yellow ball has come alive
Without my help
All by its own
The big yellow ball has found her home

In Grandma's back yard
Down on my knees
The big yellow ball makes me sneeze
I'd like to play outside
But it's hard to see
The big yellow ball is blinding me

Oh, I come inside
To get away
From the big yellow ball that's here all day
It's so clear outside
No place to hide
From the big yellow ball that's a mile wide!

3-8-14
By: Dave Wood

Saturday, March 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
*Through the eyes of a five year old. Obviously, the big yellow ball is the sun. In Chengdu, China it's rarely seen through the smog. Poem inspiration came from this exact quote of the child, 'I can't play in your backyard because of that big yellow ball'
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Khairul Ahsan 08 March 2014

It's a nice poem. Thanks for the note. It's so sweet!

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