Sep 2018
The crisp air of summer,
blew the kite up high
He cut the string
and whispered a goodbye
‘you are now free’
the tears trickled
until it was out of sight
blew the kite up high
He cut the string
and whispered a goodbye
‘you are now free’
the tears trickled
until it was out of sight
‘there is a way to be good again’. I really love the Kite Runner. I’m imagining the protagonist, Amir, saying goodbye to his past unatoned sins. Grateful, as he bid farewell to his brother, Hassan. (they are both free rather)
