Kite In the Sky
K-ite in the sky is flying,
R-acing with the wind;
I-t's gliding in the air,
Z-ealously moving over again.
Z-estful flight up high, through the string of life;
A-nother feeling turns fine, winning over the strife.
P-light of the kite is good,
E-leventh morn in July;
M-any men watch the show,
E-yeing to make tears dry.
S-ummertime is just over, wet season is coming by;
A-fter the rain has gone, I'll fly a kite in the sky.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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