My hopes attached to a thin string
With it held tight, i can do anything
Flying in the sky, with the wind by its side
Seeing it moving makes me happy inside

Thunderstorms comes and the wind may go rough
But I've reinforced it, and boy is it tough
Other kids May laugh, but all isn't in vain
My hope flies, coloured blue, as calming as the rain

And when it gets late, i pack it all away
I tell my parents my adventures i had while out to play
And im so very lucky, that i have this in my sights
My very own manifestation of hope
My little blue kite