If I were a kite
I’d lean against
My favorite oak tree
Enjoying the shade
and the company
Waiting for a breeze
to lift me high
So I could fly
above the trees
Arms flung open wide
Gliding and giggling
Taking in the beauty
below, offering patches
of shade for the tree
before floating over to you
You, standing straight
and tall in the middle
of a flowery meadow,
holding steady to the handle
If I were a kite
You’d be my lifeline
Piano Girl 
NIce! I love the images and the simple beauty of being held by a loved one.
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Thank you, Dianne. 💛
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My original idea was for a children’s poem, but it somehow morphed into this.
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Yes, I know how that happens….too bad Highlights hasn’t bought a poem from me since 2020. Nor anyone else for that matter.
Have you submitted anything to them? Or sold? They did pay very well, $50 per poem, and on acceptance….no waiting for months or years.
Give them a try. They are looking for new writers.
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I haven’t submitted to them. I will give it a try! Thank you. ☺️
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Good luck!
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