Thrown up into the wind
The kite rose as children grinned
Up up into the air
How high, not one care

Giggles and fun on the ground
Bare little feet running around
Perceived control of its direction
Where it will land is the question

Whoops, it crashed into a tree

Higher up than we can be
Clever pulling of the string
Yelled advice of how to bring
The colourful kite into reach

Life lessons for it to teach
Persistence and patience pay
The reward gifted is more play

The kite rose as children grinned

Off it goes back into the wind

Originally published on Medium

*Photo my own

Published by Amy Marley

Aspiring writer of children’s books and memoir | Dabbling in poetry | Learning how to be an imperfect human | Lover of laughter and skies

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