The Bouncing Ball's Big Day

The playground buzzed, a joyful hive, Where swings soared high and children thrive. A rainbow slide, so shiny bright, A perfect stage for silly flight!

Our hero today, a bouncy red friend, A ball named Boing, adventure to lend. With giggling kids, a happy band, Ready to play, hand in hand.

Boing the ball, he wanted to play all day, To bounce and roll in a joyful way! He zoomed and dipped, a blur of red, "Catch me, catch me!" Boing playfully said.

He bounced on Lily, he bounced on Tom, Avoiding feet with a happy "Wham!" The children cheered, they leaped and they ran, A bouncing ballet, following Boing's plan.

He raced up the slide, a slippery climb, (A little cheat, one bounce at a time!) Then zoomed down fast with a joyful squeal, The children laughed, their joy was real!

He rolled through tunnels, dark and deep, Waking the sandcastle, fast asleep. He bounced on seesaws, high and low, Making the laughter freely flow.

The day grew long, the sun began to fade, Boing felt tired, his bounce had decayed. The children too, with rosy cheeks, Shared sleepy smiles and whispered creaks.

Boing nestled down beside the slide, His bouncing mission, he couldn't hide, Was more than play, it was pure delight! A happy ball, exhausted, good night! A tired but happy, good day!