Paper Airplanes
Paper planes and paper boats linger ever in my memory
As reminders of my joyful childhood days
My dreams and fancy used to soar high along with the planes
On seeing them first, how my curiosity happened to blaze
With much interest I watched them being made from paper
My elder siblings cut sheets of paper in square and folded them intact
In no time, planes were made with wings and pointed beaks
And they verily resembled the cute little sparrows in flight
Back from school, on sunny evenings, they would go out.
Though they tried their level best to make them fly,
Soon after 'take off', some would awkwardly crash land
Tottering and diving down, never rising into the expanse of the sky
As I watched them play outside in great excitement
I wished to join them and share their animated joy
But never was I allowed to go out, still seen as a 'babe'
Confined to home, I was content playing with my toy
As I grew up and started school, made paper planes myself
With friends, I enjoyed flying them into the sky
We frolicked with passing wind and flowing river
There was always something to keep our spirits high
Years have elapsed with the speed of supersonic planes
And as time pulled the blind on my carefree childhood
Those paper planes continue to remain as emblematic totems
Taking me to the sunlit alleys of bliss as I grapple with adulthood
August- 30.2022
Paper Airplanes Poetry Contest
Sponsor- John Lawless
Copyright © Valsa George | Year Posted 2022
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