High As A Kite, Unconditionally


High As A Kite, Unconditionally


I once flew a kite
that was gifted to me
The first of nothing else
ever did I see
I know not how it came to be
but he gave that kite to me
A fathers gift or a barters deal
I do not see
Not for any other reason that it could be
That means nothing to me

I set that kite myself alone
Step by step I tried to see
The image
That my gift would fly
High as a kite
In me
I watched that kite dip and dive
I yelled, dad look and see
As if wings sprouted from my back
It carried me
I floated high to the sky
Surely he must see
A child wanting for nothing but love
High as a kite, Unconditionally


Ax

Photo: Sunday afternoon by the Bow River Alberta 🇨🇦

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