Poem of the Day

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My kite

by Walter de Jong

 

My kite’s caught in a tree.

I don’t think that I’ll be getting it down.

If I climbed up and my foot slipped

I could hurt myself when I hit the ground.

It cost a pretty penny. It was worth it all I guess

because the time when it was flying is the time I call ‘best’

 

My kite’s caught in the tree.

You can watch it now as it flaps in the wind.

So it’s more or less like a flag these days

of a country where I once was king.

It cost a pretty penny. It was worth it all I guess

because the time when it was flying is the time I call ‘best’

 

I can see it in my mind as it was lifted to the sky.

I could feel it pull away as it started on its rise.

 

My kite’s caught in a tree

but one day I think that I might get it back.

And it might be faded and it may be torn

but I’m pretty sure I’ll be right with that.

It cost a pretty penny. It was worth it all I guess

because the time when it was flying is the time I call ‘best’

 

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4 thoughts on “Poem of the Day

  1. I took my son kite flying only the other day. Your poem reminded me of how simple pleasures are often the most treasured memories. And, no, we didn’t get the kite caught in a tree 🙂

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