Folding Hope

First poem I ever wrote about a Japanese girl from the bombing of Hiroshima during WWII


1. New chapter

Three dozen more cranes

Feather of birds on the calm water

Like a pure life

Dark clouds in the distance brings death

She watches children play, hoping the sun would rise above the dark clouds

She folds another, hoping for a thousand cranes

To take her away into a new life, from all the pain

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