Sun shining bright
Bluest sky for months
Filled with red kites
Flying and swooping
Hardly moving their wings
It's more than flying
A bit like a dance
But more than that too
Swimming through the air
Six together
Sometimes more
Synchronised
Working together
To live
Survive and thrive
I see them often
Daily even
They always
catch my eye
And make me think
How lucky I am
To live here
And see such sights
Graceful elegance
From an
Uncontrollable, wild
Animal
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