Creating a Super-Hero Part2

Ever had chase fest for a runaway balloon, that's going places, underused, under benches, high fiving branches, becoming a star to the onlooking masses? Convenient how it knows, that we have each other for a hug, of gratitude undercover-glued tight against the squall like a tether, having a ball with you. Can you feel the love? Convenient how it knows, when your teeth needs a bug when you're convertable-ing it to the mall in a VW. A curious thing indeed, the wind, as it rifles through your papers, thorough and true and takes a how do you do, peruse, at how you, "how you do in" , on your way home from school. It may breeze through a good book like a critic looking for something cool to lick. Acting as a reactor, it is definitely a factor, it could be a mysterious force's comedy actor, a punchline to a joke, that sometimes seems right on cue. Giving your ribs a good poking too. It makes me laugh, for example, to hear my kite buddy cheer, for height and for sheer, and then he gets it, gets it right up there, almost free and clear. Just when the kite begins to go where eagles only dare, it plummets below, it veers, right, after squirrels, cones and needles, skulls and crossbones, party favors, after freefall it gets stuck in a tree, belonging to that of our neighbors?