My Beautiful Green Kite.
Oh, beautiful kite.
You fly just our of my reach.
The winds blowing you around.
I can feel you tug at the string in my hand.
Do I let you go?
Do you like me holding on to you?
Caring for you?
Making sure you don’t hit any trees?
Would you rather me let go and let you fly off into the wind?
Oh, beautiful kite, let me know.
Don’t tease me with your graceful movements in the air.
Wish I could reel you in and touch you.
Maybe, if you don’t want to fly away, when the winds die down.
Hope you at least enjoyed me tugging on your string.
My heart goes with you no matter what you decide.
Oh, beautiful kite, why won’t you just let me know.
I won’t be able to hold on forever….
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