The sun is a beach ball covered in sand,
Warming up this little land.
It's been kicked into the blue sky,
By a boy on the beach, that kicked it too high.
It races you home, wherever you may be,
Who will win, you'll have to wait and see.
Ernestine Northover
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sun-by-amy-boothby-age-10-years/
