#1460-Kite


A place of dreams…

To picnic,

Or lay back,

Smell the grass,

Feel butterflies inside,

Watch the clouds drift by.

How easy, as a child.

Floating like a kite,

With the gentlest breeze,

Under a vast, blue sky.

Now the years have passed.

Legs tend to drag.

Thoughts feel heavy.

And the kite,

Is nowhere in sight.

Susanne & Sasan

Picture by Susanne Navid - Words by Sasan Navid

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