Kite

I thought I was lost forever in the atmosphere

When a tree caught me and told me I wasn’t too far gone

It held me in its branches and kept me close to the ground

It said that I needed to stay

 

When I tore and broke, it kept me

It held me through the winds and the storms

It was adamant in the notion that I was still of much use

So much so that I started to believe it myself

 

As days came and days went I stayed up in the tree

And as time passed, the days grew into months

Until the moment came when the tree said it was time for me to leave

And I dropped to the ground to find

 

I was found

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