My Knight
I fly
my kite
sky high
and cry
“Bye-bye, bright knight!”
and sigh.
My eyes
drip dry
in spite
of rite.
And I
shy
eyes dry,
smile –
“Bright knight
Deep sky
awaits thee –
fly.”
I fly
my kite
sky high
and cry
“Bye-bye, bright knight!”
and sigh.
My eyes
drip dry
in spite
of rite.
And I
shy
eyes dry,
smile –
“Bright knight
Deep sky
awaits thee –
fly.”
