Fishes and cranes
Dolphins and planes
To fly or to swin
I didn't make them on a whimBirds and boats
Men without coats
A shoe and a hat
And a tiny little catFrogs that don't croak
Tiny people that can't talk
Cut or folded
They are sincerely moldedWhen i'm alone
They become my companions
All of them matter
Even if they are made of paper