Paper Boat: Poem

 

Paper Boat: Poem

One lazy afternoon

When sky had a white fluffy cloud,

My little boy made me very proud.

He made a paper boat.

The sun was shining,

And my Captain was smiling!

My little boy made a paper boat.

So, what? So, what?

Paper boat ready to float. –

Will it sink or float? –

Asked the rubber Duck.

The test drive was a success, and with luck

When it touched the pound,

It went after the Duck.

The paper boat

Made the little boy smile

For a while.

The rubber Duck

Was out of luck

And it won’t float any more.

It was full of water, therefore.

I was dreaming again out of the blue

About you and the captain’s crew:

The rubber Duck out of luck,

And the paper boat

That did not sink and float.

Tomshinsky@2025