Written by Gabriella Troy


 

My dreams are like paper planes
                                   soaring
                                                           to the sun.
white angel wings
                                  fluttering
                                                            on the breeze
a blank canvas
                                  awaiting
                                                             my designs
i choose gold
                                  decorating
                                                              sturdy limbs.

                                                              My dreams are like Paper planes
                                   falling
to the ground.
                                                               red rose petals
                                   tumbling
on the gale
                                                               A blackened sheet
                                   awaiting
my regrets
                                                               i choose bronze
                                   plating
wounded arms.

my dreams are paper planes
Folding                                                       
and tearing                                                                                                  
Rising                                                         
and somersaulting
Returning                                                  
to my feet..                                                                                                   

My dreams are paper planes                                                                  
                   Hoping                                                      
and praying
Smiling                                                      
and shaking                                                                                                
Reincarnating                                          
in my hands.