Paper Boats
i smile when i think of the river banks
where we crafted myriads of paper boats
out of unused sheets from our high school notes.
we would watch them float freely yet slowly
they drowned when they could no longer resist
the temptations of the blissful waters.
true. flirtatious wind of wild summers
could make us sway, dance or glide heedlessly
but only a while, cause like paper boats
we had to surrender to the diktats
of circumstances and of willful times.
Copyright © Mario Aguado | Year Posted 2013
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