I want to fly,
but I know I can't.
So I thought,
how to satisfy this want.
The wind gave me
the answer.
Thinking about a kite,
flying like a dancer.
I'm gonna make
myself one.
Luckily I still remember
how it's done.
And next time I have
this desire to fly,
I will use my kite,
to be a bird in the sky...
Jacqui Broad
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-idea-8/
