With my son on my knee
We built a sturdy kite
Its tail finely crafted
From a security blanket
To secure its balance -
We tied a knot for each year
Of his boundless life
We took the kite
To the park at the corner
The strong canvas sail
With the insecure tail
Ripped into a fierce April sky -
My boy stumbled behind
Holding tight to the twine
Each spring at that park
We tied a new knot
A decoration of wisdom
To bring the sky closer
And make the tail braver
As I held on tighter -
Knowing that one day
He would simply fly away
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Submission Name: Kite
