A short poem I wrote while watching a man and his daughter flying a kite.
The kite flies
it soars and dips
The wind picks it back up into the sky
It’s long, flowing red tail
Flaps in the breeze
The wind softens and sends the kite diving into the sea
The kite skims the waters
It bounces and flops over waves
Strong gusts of wind lifting it up again
Into the clouds ;it vanishes and then suddenly appears once more
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