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Poetry For Children: Flying With My Kite ©
A brilliant day to fly my kite,
Where else? But on our beach!
Dad holds it fast, with all his might,
Mum hoists it out of reach!
It's a beauty of a handmade kite,
of light bamboo tissue paper;
A royal golden eagle sprite,
given to fancy flights of caper!
It soars into the bright blue skies,
Wind borne on capricious wings;
High above the sea it flies,
Me, holding steadfast to its string.
It flies right into a cotton cloud,
It's reaching far and free!
'Let it go! ' laughs Dad aloud,
Mum claps her hands with glee!
While our great city revels, in neon bright lights,
Our villages struggle, with darkness at nights;
Where oil lamps are scarce, and tubelights are dear,
pitch darkness brings crime, and a desperate fear.
Paths to the rivers, are cloaked in a shroud
large shadows lurk, a black menacing cloud;
Medical centers need light to bring healing,
Darkness, like ignorance, is alway concealing.