The Kite

This is a paper kite,

It goes up very high,

Looks like a tiny flight,

Makes children delight.

We can't able to write,

To fly a kite is our right,

We can't take it as slight,

Is it a funny game, alright?

No need to pay for this fright,

We can compete for the kite fight,

We can't able to see a kite at night,

It can't come to our sight.

It can fly in the high sprite,

Right is our might.