The Kite, out in the orbit
Mummy gave her pretty babe
A pinkish kite from her kit
To stretch out into the sky
And amuse herself on the sly!
The kid played herself
With the string in hand
And her kite floating amidst the air
Showering delight all along!
She ran as swift as she could
Through sands, soils, woods and deserts
Chasing the kite without break
To reach up the sun, moon and innumerable
stars!
Her heart filled with ecstasy extreme
And let loose the string from her hand
The kite vanished from her sight
And she fell down, with her senses lost!