But I Smile Anyway…

Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt:

“It’s no good, you know.”
“What?”
“Sitting there, moping.”
“I’m not.”
“Yes, you are. I can see it in your eyes.”
“What? What can you see?”
“Yearning.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It’s not coming back, son.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about Dad.”
“That boat. It was a most splendid boat. But it’s gone now…”
“It took me hours to fold it, Dad. I wanted to make the best paper boat ever.”
“I know. But it was exactly that. Paper. Once it hits the water, it begins to disintegrate. It’s not coming back now. Nevermind. You can make another.”
“Yeah, and this time, I’m not sailing it!”