FLIGHT OF AUTUMN
Autumn is time for kites to fly
And turn the windmills of a dream
A time to fly high up the sky
Just like a fountain on a stream
Go flap your wings and fly away
Autumn is time for kites to fly
Not everyday's a holiday
So cast your mark before you die
Your dreams may be so wild and high
And path you take is so extreme
Autumn is time for kites to fly
Fill your world with glorious scream
Glory is what you're bound to take
So flap your wings, make not a sigh
Go up and make your dreams awake
Autumn is time for kites to fly
Quatern poetry contest
2nd place
Copyright © R. B. Cawis | Year Posted 2023
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