Weathervanes and Paper Planes
All the people we meet in life
are like paper planes
who travel into our lives
atleast only once
at some point in our lives
maybe in our childhood years
and then take flight
onto greater altitudes
up in the air
believing they may
never make a return
Now we realize
the world around us
are like weather vanes
those same people
we thought we may
never see again
are returning to our lives
like paper planes
even if they are
not folded
in the same shapes and forms
as we all met them before
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