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The colourful kite 🪁

The colourful kite 🪁

It is bobbing up and down like a boat on the sea

Back and forth, to and fro in the breeze blowing free

And he is running holding onto its string so energetically

Awww how I love to watch a kite, this means the whole world to me

Coz the smile on his little face is as wide as the ocean

As he hop, skips and jumps, merrily in motion

Oh if only I had my very own
kite, I could certainly have the notion

Where I would scatter the silky sands with my adorable devotion

My kite would be so colourful, just like that rainbow up in the sky

People would be stopped spellbound, staring up at it saying “How marvellous, My Oh My!!”

And the fresh found freedom of the sight, would be candy to any eye

As it spiralled and corkscrewed up in the beautiful blue sky…

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Greg Etsell

wonderful poem about kites
one time in indonesia 
i had kite so high up in
the sky that air planes
went underneath 
i must have spent 1 hour 
with this kite up there 
then finally something
hit it and it broke and i lost it
it was fun day  
good morning Jill
all 3 poem  are wonderful

 

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Jill Tait

Awww Good morning Greg ❤️🌹❤️

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