Photo Courtesy - Friend
When the kite was up in the flare
Sun glittering above
When my voice echoed in the air
Breeze washed his footprints
His eyes excited with the height
Moving with flying colour
He forgot the approaching night
As I fine-tuned the melody
Wind spread his essence to the blue
Where the clouds waited to fall
I doodled his name on the shoe
And covered the footprint that was left
Rejoiced in sheer fun he splashed
Showers of sweat fell on the ground
The droplets unveiled and crashed
Reminding me of the desert rain
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