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September hues of school day smiles and bran new leather bags 
creative minds as young as baby figs with eager hearts of lore   
My days were full with mischief makers and bragging scalawags 
but as the evening fell it was dad and I and paper planes galore

Lined creased papers pressed against father's smoky fingers strong 
a wide tooth grin that said it all, while folding them in Ludwig style
Symmetrical wings shaped at the edge to fly through standby throng      
inside a backyard airfield 16x24, .. we launched then bridged a mile

One was  shaped like a prayer mantis one was fashioned like a jet  
homework waited as we glided through a glide-path then a runway
Aerobatic landings that were much more thrilling, then a Lego set 
oh the wanders of those days when we both knew, how to play.   

August 13, 2022 
Sponsor	John lawless
Contest Name	PAPER AIRPLANES

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