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KITE FLYING MEMORIES

Sunday mornings and flying the kites

Diamond frame interact with winds,

Flinty strings and stroking eyes,

Pristine sky far from sun

Worries flash and ebb,

Enthralling air

A blessing !

Time flies,

Wow !

*The poem is a Nonet.It contains specific, descending syllable counts. The first line contains nine syllables, the second line contains eight, the third line contains seven, and so on. The last line of nonet poetry contains one syllable.

Picture -Ketki Jalan 

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