Gary Smith Poet Rhyme

My Magical Kite

I'd love to build a magical kite
Then find myself a steep hill,
Strap myself in, wait for a gust,
Oh just imagine the thrill.

Off I would soar, into the blue,
To mingle high with the clouds,
Free as a bird, no worries or cares,
Away from mind numbing crowds.

I'd fly high, over the briney
And glide like a lone albatross,
I'd steer towards the horizon,
Then over the ocean I'd cross.

In joyful abandon, up there in the sky
Soaring in rapturous mood,
But that I could, just for a day,
Be lost, in such blessed solitude.

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Gail Debole January 30, 2019 at 6:05 PM Beautiful! That would be an awesome experience. Perfectly worded. Gary Smith January 30, 2019 at 6:21 PM Thank you Gail, :)

Heidi Sands January 26, 2019 at 11:51 AM I love this. I have always imagined flying and even wanted to hang glide. I also love kites. Very nice Gary :) Gary Smith January 26, 2019 at 12:00 PM Thank you Heidi. :)

Line Gauthier January 26, 2019 at 10:38 AM A FAVE for me, Gary. What a lovely whimsical delight. Gary Smith January 26, 2019 at 10:44 AM Thank you Line. :)