Allison Pardieck - A Thousand Paper Cranes

Creased and numbering in a thousand
Paper cranes litter the sky
Here on my floor I lie
Soon I will get my wish

Calling each other by their voices
Trying to fly behind
Waiting until the time
Soon I will get my wish

The sounds of paper against sweet paper
Flapping wings in the clouds
Behind their own shrouds
Soon I will get my wish

My head aches and so do my bones
The doctor has worse news
My mother is forced to choose
Soon I will need my wish

Allison Pardieck

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