Beach
White sands
Listen to the wind
Wave blows
Good weather
Children's laughter
And I sit on the bench
Watching people playing a kite
The kite is flying in the sky high
At anytime big wind blows
Or other kite to clash
The kite will be gone
Got many choices
To cry over the flying kite
Or buy for a new one
Or just leave it and do something else and carry on with life
Feel like
Now I'm the one holding the kite
Note: Photo taken from http://seattle.about.com/library/gallery/blphotoORlincoln3.htm reprinted with permission of the Lincoln City Visitor & Convention Bureau
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