Kite Circles
Around in circles, round and round,
Spiraling up above the ground
On thermals rising ever higher,
Effortless ride for fork-tailed flier.
Then, talons locked, they cartwheel down,
Orbiting, circling round and round.
They mew and mew like flying cats,
Amazing aerial acrobats !
Still circling, clockwise corkscrew flight,
Ever upwards 'til out of sight.
Copyright © Mike Jones | Year Posted 2016
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