September hues of school day smiles and bran new leather bags creative minds as young as baby figs with eager hearts of lore My days were full with mischief makers and bragging scalawags but as the evening fell it was dad and I and paper planes galore
Lined creased papers pressed against father's smoky fingers strong a wide tooth grin that said it all, while folding them in Ludwig style Symmetrical wings shaped at the edge to fly through standby throng inside a backyard airfield 16x24, .. we launched then bridged a mile
One was shaped like a prayer mantis one was fashioned like a jet homework waited as we glided through a glide-path then a runway Aerobatic landings that were much more thrilling, then a Lego set oh the wanders of those days when we both knew, how to play.