It was rather beautiful day.
She asked me to hold her kite, while she
Went to get more string,
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This is a lovely reminiscence, Tony. Perfect moments are so few, but they leave a lasting trace, don't they? You've re-created (or created, as the case may be) the feeling nicely, I think.
And, I only THOUGHT I had read bad poetry before this poem! HA! New levels have been set, going down, down, down....bye, bye.