Saturday, October 22, 2011

Kites In The Wind

No one can tell me,
Nobody knows,
Where the wind comes from,
Where the wind goes.

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It's flying from somewhere
As fast as it can,
I couldn't keep up with it,
Not if I ran.
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But if I stopped holding
The string of my kite,
It would blow with the wind
For a day and a night.
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And then when I found it,
Wherever it blew,
I should know that the wind
Had been going there too.
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So then I could tell them
Where the wind goes...
But where the wind comes from
Nobody knows.
 

Poem: ‘Wind on the Hill’ by A. A. Milne
Photos taken on a recent trip to the Oregon Coast

4 comments:

  1. I always love seeing kites when we go down the shore. The poem is so perfect for your beautiful photos!

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  2. I used to love to fly kites when I was younger- why do we stop doing things like that when we grow up?

    So much has been happening here it is hard to keep up! Have had company for 3 weeks straight and am so behind in blogging but wanted to come and say hi in case you end up forgetting me!

    Hope you are doing well-how is the shoulder healing?

    Bee blessed
    mary

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  3. I like this poem, but then I just love A.A.Milne. Fun pictures to go with the poem too. I love watching the kites at the beach. When we were in Thailand on the beach there was a Japanese elderly man with a beautiful dragon kite, I still remember the pure joy on his face as he was flying his kite. Thanks for this reminder.

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  4. Beautiful photography! Those kites are unusual! You are making me want to go fly a kite! I wish my grandson could come visit and we could fly a kite!

    Katherine

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