A Paper Boat

January 18, 2011
By Anonymous

They let it in the creek,


A long, long time ago,




It started his travel,



Through the dark wood


With fear,
Under the bridge

With hope,


Through a lovely garden



With happiness.





Then there was a split,







It took the left side,





Just because it always takes this side.



Through the dark wood

With fear,
Under the bridge

With hope,



Through a lovely garden





With happiness.






And it is still on his travel,







Through fear, hope and happiness.








And it will be there










For the rest of his life.


Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.



SciArc

MacMillan Books

Aspiring Writer? Take Our Online Course!