Kyle's Paper Boat

Tear off the last page of the calendar,

Years through young eyes,

Whether leaving any trace?

Monday to Friday, week

After week, in a trance

A month, by the end of 

Autumn, if the beginning of winter

How come half-way?

Why not snow this winter?

Snow Day, the most worth celebrating

Surprise! Carefully folded in the old year winter.....

Let me off the paper boat,

Paddle time, pursue it

The next day the snow road closures!