Poetry

A RED KITE

By 3rd November 2007December 9th, 2019No Comments

‘Look my son! Look
There’s a kite flying high’
‘Where Daddy, where?
Let me see!
But it has no string,
No tail of red ribbons
It has no one controlling its flight’
‘Ah, no my son, it needs no string
No tail of red ribbons
No hand controlling its flight
For it’s a kite of the air
A kite that is free

Jan Hedger

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