Kite Day

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Poems
A boy recalls a Sunday of kite flying, just him, his dog, and a kite.

Submitted: July 25, 2016

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Submitted: July 25, 2016



 My dog and I

And a kite to fly

Headed for the park on Sunday.

It was a day meant for flying,

Or at least trying,

So we had decided to make it a fun day.


When we got there

Dog saw a hare

And proceeded to chase it around.

I called to Dog

To call off the chase,

But he doesn't listen, I've found.


So there I was

With my head all a-buzz,

Chasing the dog while holding a kite,

Hoping the hare

Would find a hole

And avoid a very bad bite.


Well sure enough

I fell on my duff

And the hare, he did find a hole.

I broke my kite

But that was alright

'cause I had glue in my pocket. You Know?


I know what to bring

To mend kite and string,

There were prior chases with dog and hare.

And when I launched the kite

And it flew just right

Along with the others that was flying up there.


It turns out this Sunday

Was mostly a fun day

For Dog and me in the park.

But Mom gave us trouble

And for us that goes double

'cause we both got home, well, after dark.




JE Falcon

Orig. 07-23-2016

Rew. 06-01-2019

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