Is My Life Like a Kite. . .

Is my life like a kite,when i observe it, nothing seems right.It flies like a free bird and doesn’t know where it has to go,Then realizes, freedom would end,Loyalty to the commanderit has to show. . . Wind of troubles, shakes it furiously And to save itself from them, nothing it takes seriously. . . RainContinue reading “Is My Life Like a Kite. . .”