He watched the skies
In the morning
In the afternoon
For wind to move
Or a blue sky
He looked at the top
Of distant trees
To see the branches dancing
On a blowing wind
To fly his kite
It was a big colourful butterfly
Made out of cotton and bamboo
And a hundred meter long string
He watched it fly
High up in the sky
He dreamed he was that kite
Above it all
Dancing on the wind
Like a bird
In the sky
This boy laying in the grass
Watching the sky
And the kite dancing
On the wind
Was me
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