Thursday, 27 March 2014

The bright kite

The bright kite with arms outstretched,
Zoomed up in the sky,
It looped and circled and flew around,
And raced right passed the birds.

If I could fly with my arms outstretched,
I'd float upon the air,
I'd turn and flip and soar around,
And then touch down on the ground.

By Matteo 

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