Kites.

Once released into the vast sky,

They fly,

Keenly, serenely, freely.

 

Their goals different, but their journeys the same,

As they live up to their name

And soar among the clouds.

 

Colourful and beautiful little sculptures,

All emerging from various cultures;

A truly wonderful sight to behold.

 

Together, they rush in their groups,

Performing spectacular loops,

As they enter the world’s playground.

 

Signs of purity, youth, and innocence,

Coming together in their tonnes,

Triggers off a smile in all those who witness.

 

These kites, young faces of the future,

Are released into the wild, and befriend every creature.

 

Some fly high, and some low,

But one day, there will come a time, when all will grow.

(A poem. It's pretty simple. And, well...simplicity was what I was going for. I hope you like it. I also hope you guys get the double meaning. And who the 'kites' actually are. (:  Thanks for reading! )