I can’t remember the last time
I made a paper airplane.
Do you remember how they each flew differently
but were folded the same?
Each crease of our imagination,
when it flew, we would watch with fascination.
Weighed down by too many thoughts and prayer,
I question why it never goes anywhere.
But when a friend makes one
and I see it fly,
I can’t help but smile and give it another try.
Inspired by a great guy and writer, Antony! Keep up with the poetic mischief brother!