Baseball by Tyler Grant

It sits in a prison waiting for the time to come when it can go outside to show off its bright red necklace. It gets so dirty the white slowly fades away from falling in the dirt so much. It also has grass stains on its face.  One time its dreams might come true it will fly over that big fence and become a boy’s dream.  Then one day it keeps flying back and forth through the soft and comfy leather that cradles it for only a couple seconds and then it soars through the air again.