Tiny Kites

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These are my words.

You can see how each lines up

behind another and they wait

like tiny kites to be lifted by the wind.

But they can’t fly. I think

it’s possible they are nervous,

shocked by the fall to earth.

So they lie among shreds

of paperbark in the long grass,

strangely happy, just glad

to see that you are near.

 

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