The Kite Poem by Richard Greene
The Kite
The kite
dances on air
still joined to our hand
capering to our command
as if its string
were an extension
of our nerves.
Through it we reach
cloud high
as if we rode the wind
and the whole wide sky
blew through our hair.
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