THE DAY MY PARENTS FLEW A KITE

I'm sure I've written something like this before. Anyway, it's been a while since my poems took a detour away from silly-town and headed for sweetsville, so here's a poignant one - from a man who's (gulp) getting married in a few months' time. It's also served as a quick reminder for me that I need to phone my Mum and Dad today, so I'll definitely do that later.

The Day My Parents Flew a Kite

You two made it look easy:
The strength and the delicate reach,
The wind on the sand,
The kite in your hand,
And the both of you there on the beach.

The two of you made it look simple
With your joy in the flap of the kite
The ribbons and string
Of a beautiful thing
That twisted and turned in its flight

I saw the sun and the ocean
And heard how you laughed by the sea
And I loved the day
You still found a way
To pass on the kite string to me