Soaring towards the sky
I always fly and aim high
Inhibitions I truly defy
Gracefully gliding in the air
With a lot of time to spare
I explore the world with flair
Gentleness and sweetness indwelt
Exposed in the rain I will melt
Something that you know and felt
Don’t ever let go of my string
Uncontrollably I will start spinning
There goes stunning Kite I am dwindling
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Kay, 'Don't ever let go of my string...' I like the concept... good write! ! Brian