The $1 Kite
The dollar kite danced in the breeze
and its tail was the ribbon that decorated the clouds
Until a mocking gust of Pacific Ocean wind
snatched the reel from her fingers as it passed
and drew designs in the sand
with the trailing line.
"Daddy--- please catch it."
Buttercup cried.
And he did.
and its tail was the ribbon that decorated the clouds
Until a mocking gust of Pacific Ocean wind
snatched the reel from her fingers as it passed
and drew designs in the sand
with the trailing line.
"Daddy--- please catch it."
Buttercup cried.
And he did.
Comments
'lets go fly a kite, up to its highest height, up where the air is clear............... come lets go fly a kite'
That is such a beautiful photograph...
xo
cool...
Iam 38 yo and my dad is 76 yo...sometimes just hearing his voice makes everything better.
Fantastic photo!
Daddies are the best...it did not take Grace long to figure out that Bill would do all he could to help her if something went wrong. I always felt that my Dad could do anything...
He was my hero!
Hugs dear Pam,
Sue
You got 7 out of 9 on my little quiz. You won!!! Thanks for playing!!!!
tail decorates the clouds...
gust of wind.
...there are several other haiku in this lovely tail, waiting to be revealed.