Voyage

I ride the wind down the streets

Stepping on rocks on the road that makes me tumble and roll

"It's rough!" My companion, Simon said

We rode our boards, twist and turn

Across the streams and back on the streets

"We are going on a voyage!" He exclaimed

There comes a splitting wall right in front of us

"Au revoir!" Simon disappeared into the other side of the wall

This could be the last of our meeting

The last of our freedom

Simon took my hand and drag me out of my window

No one would wish us Bon Voyage

But it's enough, knowing that we are on a journey together, no matter how short it is

Soon the people found us

They took Simon away and took me back to my parents

Simon gave me a knowing smile

And that was the last time I met him