A Kite

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    A Kite

    Mere bamboo, strings and paper
    Give life to my creation
    A kite
    From it's humble begins to it's first glorious flight
    Soar high above the trees
    Dancing with the breeze
    Cousin to the bird
    Semi-annual glimpses of the world
    Its give you the sensation of accomplishment
    Like you could conquer the world
    Even thou it only bamboo, string and paper
    And so much more
    A kite

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    nitti’s Poems (16)

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    Dem jeans 0
    Love is too small a word 0
    Gone 0
    Tears of a Butterfly 0
    addiction 1
    suicide 0
    The Crosses of Life 0
    A Kite 0
    Creation 0
    Shades of the human race -1
    A Prison without walls 0
    Confession 0
    Final Exit 2 0
    Final Exit 0
    The Day Creativity Dye 1
    The Gallery 0