I Am Folding This White Paper Poem by RIC BASTASA

i am folding this paper
the way you want it
to every corner i give my sigh
in my mind
the paper shall be this bird
you want it to be

my friend, you always dream
of flight
and this paper soon shall
be what you want
to be
a bird with strong wings
gathering winds
taking in the big storm

today it is finished
and you shall take it
then in your wildest dreams
added in the layers of your
years

you shall fly away