You told me that you had never flown a kite.
I said - We must change that!
And we set out to Myrtle Edwards Park
Stop first at the hardware store.
A reel of string and an inexpensive kite
wrapped in a plastic bag closed with cardboard
Probable five dollars for both.
Dancing through city streets on rubber wheels
in two tons of metal.
Building the kite on the table of the
hood of the car.
The weather was perfect, the wind blew
one way then another first blowing your hair on
then off your expectant face.
A team of two as we tried and tried to launch
this crazy cheap kite.
Finally it flies out of my hands and heads aloft
to heights that make it hard to see.
Where did that kite go? The one we flew
all those years past.
We are both older, and we have changed
from children to parents,
but I would still run to the store,
to buy you a kite and fly it high
above a city beach.