Little green turtle

You are fed up
of being A little green turtle,

Wanting to fly
Seeing the clouds in the skies
Drifting,

Pray for nature to change you
Extend your tail much longer like
The braided hair of Rapunzel,

Get off the house
above you
And be a little bigger than
what turtles are supposed to be
And nothing greenish now,

Little green turtle
You can be white & flimsy
and even taller

On some cellophane wings
On longer swinging paper tails
On a proposed compromise
Of becoming a summer kite

Inanimate

But steadily flying by a strong string
Wherever the boy is pulling
That is where you are going

Do You still like it?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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