the kite
Running you lift her off the ground She bobs crazily above the plain Bright colors flirting with the wind Exhorting her with the tug of your hand She ascends the bright blue Gracefully rising like colored smoke You drink in the wonder of flight Ever so gently you let out more string Till higher and higher she soars Aloft above you her colors fly the strength in your arms causing her to rise Delicate diamond shaped paper and string ROYAL DIADEM