The kite

– Pops, I really want a kite!

How do I know I`ll make it right?

– That`s easy, watching its flight!

– How can I make it land

Right here on sand?

– That`s easy, my little friend!

– Balance could be hard to find!

– Kite is like your state of mind,

You feel good when you are kind!

Your joy keeps the kite on sky,

Without joy it cannot fly,

It comes down even was high!

Kite is like a dream come true,

It flies high in front of you,

It comes down out of the blue!

It keeps flying all the time,

As long as you`re feeling fine!