Magic Helicopter
Gopal Timsina
Concord NH, USA
Sitting on a colorful carpet,
A toy helicopter in my hands,
Happy as a monkey with a banana,
When suddenly soars,
As if by magic,
The helicopter is real,
On a sunny day
Sitting inside the helicopter
Lazy as a snail
I fly to America
Landing in New York
The next foggy morning
I am treading down the sidewalk
I meet a gorgeous girl
I propose to her
Giving her bright red roses
She proposes back,
I gaze at her
As she puts her
Hat onto my head