POEM: KITE

Pray tell
The kite buys delicate time

For it’s foray falls
Like a spade

Please teach,
Kill banes, delight these minds

That we may fly forever

That we may never have to teach
The mind born book and paged brain

That we may never have to preach
Repeating natures blessing bay

Perhaps these
Children will believe

Precisely in the time weight

There is no boredom bosom held

If seconds guild the naked eye

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