Reel Certain days make you wish you were a kid with a kite And all the string in the world Running Squinting upwards Watching your cares bob and climb Stall and climb Ripple and climb Rising and diminishing In endless blue Each gust Each tug on the reel An invitation to soar ___ 2021-10-18 By Doodleslice #poem #poetry #poetrycommunity #kite

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