Education

The boredom was making me insane

Until I heard the pitter-patter of rain.

I overcame with joy,

As I saw a boy,

On the road making boats.

And making sure perfectly they float.

Bobbing along the road,

With frogs, newts and toads.

The boats made their way

To rivers, lakes and up to the bay.

One boat drowned

Which made the boy frown.

He put the paper on the ground

Ready for another round

Of making the boat with paper

Swimming along the road between sky-scrapers.

But as he turned around to a noise

He saw some kids walking with poise.

As I saw from my window; his expressions

It became clear he wanted an education.

To be like them, smart and sophisticated.