Thursday, August 7, 2014

My Flying Planes.

One day I made this paper plane years ago.
In 2012 I got blind.
I wish that I can see what is going on.
I closed my eyes and I painted a picture in my head.
I saw... 
My plane dived down to the ground.
It flies like the howling wind.
It's like the speed of a car.
It lands softly to the ground.
Look at it twirl and whirl.
It swoops up and around.
It's gliding though the air.
It twirls down to the ground like a falling leaf.
I opened my eyes and when I went to bed I couldn't stop talking about my paper plane, So I just dreamt about it.

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