Situation Challenge February 2018

A poem about a beach ball you found on the beach- origin/appearance/reason

Walking on the beach

One drab and sunless day

I spied an object in the sand

Not too far away

A ball constructed of light plastic

With colours blue and green

Just a forlorn and lonely object

Awaiting to be seen

I picked it up and looked around

Nothing much to see

Just a lot of beach and a couple of trees,

The water, sky and me

How is it this was left behind

It must have been in play

Was there a weeping child somewhere

Or someone else who didn't care

I considered what to do with it

Bounced it in my hand

Nothing positive came to mind

So I dropped it in the sand

It wasn't mine, I turned to go

Arrested by a thought

What if it's not what it appeared to be

Indeed, what if it was not

I decided to have another look

Of curiosity I had no lack

And as I peered, my senses froze

The ball was looking back