Flying Free
FLYING FREE
Strings hold it tight;
Wind lifts it out of sight.
Without both, kite cannot fly -
Nor orchestrate the silent sky.
A son stretches away
From parents’ song and what they say:
He’s straying from the fold -
They’re slackening their staying hold.
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