I've had some good memories of flying kites. I remember flying kite in San Diego in tho local park and at the beach. It was fun then in the 80's, and it is fun now. Although I don't do this as an adult, the memories of flying kites is something I want to pass on to my nephew when he is old enough.
Thank you for this. He was the kindest guy who was a cyclone of laughter, He was the best of the best. A comedy genius! I will remember him as Mork from Ork. He will be missed very, very much. And Koko the gorilla saddend as well.
This is a wonderful poem. Well written, wonderfully flows in rhyme. It is a reminder of how we will be at an age of our lIves. Well read, as well. But it is a reminder that we can die either young or old. I hoe we live life to the fullest in what ever we may do.
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