Streatham Kite Festival

You took me to a world where kites dance in the sky:
steady box kites watching over Chinese dragons,
diving, swooping, swirling,
and silver twin-tailed stunt kites leap and swish through the air,
tracing patterns in elegant, twisting spirals for all the world to see.
Lost in it all, I’m just a paper kite on a windy day,
chasing my ribboned tail in circles;
wringing myself for the words
my clumsy dance cannot express,
afraid I’ll blow away before you see.