Paper Boats

 

She watched Dad’s fingers act

Swift and nimble

As he folded a paper boat

That would grow to be a symbol

Of times she didn’t care of yet

 

Adamant to learn 

She mastered the art

To set sail with her pirates

A new journey to start

As they voyaged the seas of their backyard

 

New dawns awaited

Her paper crew and mates

As rain poured 

Like buckets on their face

She was the captain of her little paper fleet

 

But glorious ships and braveheart sailors

Don’t always last 

Once you get older

They’re all things of the past

Mighty floats are just paper boats

 

But still she sits

Soft comes the rain

And she folds paper boats

Filled with the pain

Of someone who wants to go back

 

She sets them sail 

A gentle goodbye

With the hopes and dreams

Of times gone by

She hopes one day she’ll see those dreams

 

Paper boats

That float to missing seas 

Do gently move on little streams

Carrying cherished memories

 

Oh childhood, be at peace.

Nikita Tatachar, 10 ICSE

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