Kite

I made a kite
A beautiful kite
I  wish you could fly
In the sky 

I raise you high
I toss you in the sky 
I drag you against the wind
I try and try

You ride the wind 
High and high
You follow the wind 
Far and far

Your pull on the string
Tight and tight 
I let go of the string 
You are free to fly 

You dance fervently 
High in the sky 
As if to wave me
Goodbye