How bright on the blue
Is a kite when it's new!
With a dive and a dip
It snaps it tail,
Then soars like a ship
With only a sail
As over the tides
Of winds it rides
Climbs to the crest
Of a gust and pulls,
Then seems to rest
As winds fall?
When string goes slack
You wind it back
And run untilO
A new breeze blows
And its wings fill
And up it goes!
How bright in the blue
Is a kite when its new!
But a raggeder thing
You never will see
When it flaps on a string
In the top of a tree.
