I fly to the stars with the paper plane,
Fueled with hope and a little faith,
With the dream of a little kid who believes,
In the beauty of hopes that is carried within.
I let the stars be the guide,
As I embark to this flight,
To find my way to the lights.
As the moon is bright,
I let it be the guide,
To help me when it's dark,
From night to a different night.
Toss me to the sky,
And I will fly,
I might not be flying far,
But if my paper plane broke,
I'll fold a better one.
DU LIEST GERADE
The Journey of Broken Paper Plane
PoesieLife doesn't always work the way we wanted it to, but it doesn't mean for us to stop flying through the course of life with our very own paper plane.
