April - NaPoWriMo - 2
He used regular white Paper for his boat And folded it To make it float. He used regular blue Paper to make a kite To fly the sky. He used regular sand Paper to scratch The scars and lines away That marred his face When age took him too far From boats and kites. He used regular bright Paper in many vivid hues And typed His story all his did-s and done-s and do-es. They disappeared. He used regular news Paper to line the bench And cover hope and tears. One day we read he’d died, Just as he feared. Written for ReadWritePoem ’s April 2nd prompt; use something for which RWP is an acronym to inspire your poem.