If I Were Tied to the End of the Kite


If I were tied to the

end of a kite,

I would fly high

in the sky

to see the stars rise

very beautiful and bright!


I would even make friends

with the moon, the stars,

and the sun,

the reason why the day begun.

I would even make a pie

that I would share

with my friends of the sky.



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