On the beach a boy flies a kite.
It’s yellow and black and green.
It swoops and soars and darts aloft,
Its long tail a small boy’s dream.
It’s shaped like a ‘chute so it catches the wind,
And it fills out like a balloon,
The most eye-catching kite on the esplanade
Sailing above at noon.
In the clear blue sky among the clouds
It billows aloft in the breezes,
Higher and higher, bright tail swinging below,