The Unfortunate Kite Incident

It was a recipe for disaster

But the kids wanted to play

So we took the kite to the park

To make it fly one day.

It started with a sneeze

And ended with some resting

But either way the kite got loose

In the top of the trees it was nesting.

The kids were wailing loudly

But I’m afraid of heights

But their little hearts were breaking

So I had to get that kite.

I woke up in my own bed

My body feeling hot

But on the night side table

Were a card and flowerpot.

Ever since the afternoon

That old kite flew away

We stay away from trees

And we stay inside to play.

DizzyDezzi (c) 2016