Once tightened and taunt string unravels
Now light and buoyant you start your travels
Controlled more by the lift than the wind
Equal you begin to skirt and spin
Going with the flow the string starts to drag
Finally failing caught on a snag
© 2011 Michael Yost
This makes me think of “Up” and that makes me smile, despite the snags. 🙂
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Hopefully some kind stranger cuts the string.
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