KITE FLYING  

I

 

umbilical cocked tight

against the wind

my son earnest

with concentration

on Bluey’s Beach

fishing the sky

 

II

 

the wind shows promise

I take my youngest daughter

to the park

 

launched into the air

its tail streams

grabs her attention

the string slackens

as she marvels

and it falls reluctantly

I’m not much of a kite flyer

said with as much wisdom as she possesses

 

days later I catch her

proudly telling

I went kite flying with my dad

sometimes flying a kite

is as simple as that

 

 

 

 

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