Kite

Flying colours 

    Over the clouds 

With multi-coloured 

    Dreams 

Passing the rivers, mountains

    And fields 

With melodies of 

   Hummingbirds 

Freely, cooly you 

   Fly afar 

Children waving  

     Hands 

With roars of 

    Laughter 

Jumping up 

  And up 

Storm, the 

    Storm

Hit ! you 

 Among the branches 

Torn and 

    Torn

Alas ! you are 

   Blasted