My footy is special to me.
If you throw it the ball will spin,
Like you when you happily win.
It is as bright as day and as cold as night,
If you kick it the ball will have a long flight.
The ball is an incoming missile as it descends from the sky.
I bring it to training to make me better.
I love it more than the weather.
It feels cold but it warms my heart.
I got the ball when I had pneumonia,
And I felt better since that day.
It brings me joy.
It is as light as a feather but feels like leather.
The ball is made out of rubber but is tough as steel.
When the grip skims you, it burns like fire.