kite
kite
I'm a kite
I fly so high, tied with a thread
Long and tight.
Soaring and flying up so high,
Wonder could I
wander through the sky.
Someone is holding the thread I tied,
Handling with care
Looking so fair
I see he doesn't want to lose
So he pulls me down and choose
Where to go and where to not.
So tiny and beautiful the world looks
Lights and sparkle everywhere
Can here a bird whisper,
How is it going my flying friend?
I smile and answer all is well
Can wave in clouds smooth and rare.
The only thought that struck so hard
What if the thread cuts and I fall
Would I soar and fly so high?
I'm a kite
I'm stuck in a branch
Wonder could I wander again through the sky.