Go Fly a Kite

Once there was a young boy He sat on the floor playing with his toys How sad he looked in his eyes There was nil that could relieve his sigh. Then his eyes caught the attention of a kite It was a grand kite and just waiting for flight Red and blue colors favored all and its tale How wonderful it would be to take it for a sail? The boy got up and looked out the windowpane He saw a scenic landscape decorated the outer pane It was a play world waiting for kite flying that day So the boy grabbed his colorful kite and went on his way. Now all his kite needed was a gust of wind to take to the air He took the string and ran swiftly forth with no care The kite soared up in to the sky like a theatrical display A smile painted the lads face as he continued to play. Hours passed by as he enjoyed watching his kite It danced around the sky like a bird soaring in flight Then a sudden lack of wind caused his kite to sail low So the lad ran as fast as he could so his kite couldn’t slow. One more time the lovely kite climbed up into the sky The wind speed swished it back and forth to fly How, the boy never wanted to see the sight come to end Alas, all came to a stop at the corners bend. Slowly the breeze died and the kite fell to the ground The boy just stood and sighed without any sound Sadly it was time to lay the grand kite to rest for today He was tired and had no more energy left to play.