Sunday, 6 March 2016

Paper - Planes

Paper - Planes

Dreamy flights of boyhood
Aboard a folded paper fleet
Onto distant timeless lands
Where all our worlds would meet

A dream as lucky as this
To see us bloom to men
Fires the ashen embers
Of words that leave my pen

My course set to everywhere
The sun may rise and shine
Dreams set down on paper
The quest for everything mine

My hard and hardy handiwork
Paper and planes may fly
Dreams stayed put for long
Shall mark the quest of I

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