Creased and numbering in a thousand <br />Paper cranes litter the sky <br />Here on my floor I lie <br />Soon I will get my wish <br /> <br />Calling each other by their voices <br />Trying to fly behind <br />Waiting until the time <br />Soon I will get my wish <br /> <br />The sounds of paper against sweet paper <br />Flapping wings in the clouds <br />Behind their own shrouds <br />Soon I will get my wish <br /> <br />My head aches and so do my bones <br />The doctor has worse news <br />My mother is forced to choose <br />Soon I will need my wish<br /><br />Allison Pardieck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-thousand-paper-cranes-2/
