In Heights A Kite Flying. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The boy made a beautiful kite
In colors it brightened in evening sky
The thread he kept in most careful way
There I looked the little one's face
It had a lot of happiness there
His enjoyment and thrill of success
When the kite goes further
He eased the thread and friendship with sky
The sky that took the kite with happiness
It knows the little one is a friend
And ever being friendly to the world
His aspiration is in heights of life
His happiness is for a higher set up
Friendly to nature and the wind here
Unfortunate, a real kite and bird intervened
Troubled a little to the paper kite flying
A request of the boy made it easy
The bird kept away from the kite
May be it liked his happiness and friendship