Prompt 7 The Paper Boat

When we are kids,

We live our dreams,

Playing in water,

Whether, ponds or sea shore, hardly matters.

Making paper boats,

Leaving them in water,

Off these go, sailing,

To our amazement.

What a thrill, what a joy,

Even an expensive toy can't give this satisfaction. Ahoy!!

Young and old, meek or bold,

Love playing with paper boats.

That instant joy,

You can not buy,

With the treasure that you have.

Let that child live in you,

O'man, nothing can replace the innocence of our hearts,

For, in every man, there lives a child.

Do not neglect, nor kill it, even if you grow old.

Today child's paper boat,

Are tomorrow ship sailing,

Leaving their shore to the distant horizon.

Are tomorrow's