Monday, May 4, 2009

Quinze.


The Child Within.


A little girl creates a paper boat,
crafted with her own little hands.
She lets it glide in the pool of water,
but the blustery wind topples it over.

As the paper boat begins to sink
in the bottom of the clear creek,
the little girl looks on
till it was nowhere to be seen.

Rays of light creeping in the leaves,
a butterfy flutters by and by.
She looks above and lifts up her head
The breeze blows the dust ahead.

She stands up and walks away,
then she glances at a piece of paper
She folds it out and makes a boat again,
then lets it float until the day ends.

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