mercy ferriols - Kite

Look,
I am flying high
I am floating through the sky
i have tail and broad wings
i can fly up and reach the moon!
i am a proud kite.

I don't need a string
that makes me become tangled
in the branches of a tree.

I am now a wobbling kite,
a wandering kite
I do not understand
But one day I shall see
thy loving hands was taking pains
to fashion me for thee.

mercy ferriols

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