Words I Wrote along the Way

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By Dennis F. McCorkle


My Kite

See how high I fly my kite in the sky so blue
Dancing, prancing up above, it follows where I run
Up it goes and down again, 'round and 'round it flies
What makes this kite fly so high, I guess I'll someday know

But now let's just watch it soar above in the cloudless sky
I won't let go or it will crash in the sand below
What fun it is to fly my kite running to and fro.
What makes this kite fly so high, I guess someday I'll know

Erin and her kite

Copyright © 2007 by Dennis F. McCorkle