high flying kind

Replacement poetry

 

As I walked to the beach

this morning I saw a

young boy frowning,

sitting at the end of the road

staring out towards the ocean

 

"What's up Dude?"

 

"Nothing, just watching

my friends playing on the beach,

but I can't go down there."

 

I looked out and saw a

group of kids flying kites

and having a grand time.

 

"Oh, I see. I'll be right back."

 

I returned within minutes

with my kite and quickly

got it aloft, flying near the

others in the summer sky

 

I then tied the string off

to the arm of his wheelchair

 

"There you go, now you can

play with them too."

 

He smiled the best smile

I had ever seen and said,

 

"Gee thanks mister!"

 

Author's Note

Being kind is easy, writing poetry is hard.

Reviews

[Amy R]

This poem definitely moved me, pure kindness portrayed here.
lovely one !

[willweb]

Thanks again for stopping by and leaving such a nice comment. I appreciate your visit.

[Amy R]

My pleasure, keep writing! :)

[DIVYA]

I agree absolutely. Writing poetry is harder. But you did it beautifully here. An act of kindness goes way longer than brilliant poetry in uplifting our soul. His smile is precious. Amazing and more.

[willweb]

Thank you so much my friend. Being kind is a wonderful way to be.

[Lydia Shutter]

I don't know if this is a true story, but it touched my heart. To have the compassion and the empathy to help a boy in a wheelchair is just very special. Thank you for making me feel there are still good people in this world! Lydi**

[willweb]

Thanks Lydi. Sorry I can't say it is a true story but it is how I would react if I could in this situation. Just my imagination on display here.

[Einstein Noodle]

writing poetry is hard ... i have questions tho ... where did your hero get his kite? is he the same age? why was he left alone there ... while others are at seaside //should be a movie .. i have to look up replacement poetry .. have not learned of it until now :) it takes less muscles and energy to smile than to frown .. being angry or depressed takes perseverance of a cloudy day ... yep .. poetry and art are not easy .. even for those who are especially gifted ..
E.

[willweb]

Well, the kite was his, he lived at the beach and he was much older than the young boy in the wheelchair. Everyone who lives at the beach has a kite...trust me on that. He wasn't exactly left alone...he was disabled and could not go in the sand with his wheelchair. Our hero is just a local beach bum who likes doing nice things, when he realized the boy was sad because he couldn't play on the beach with the other kids, he decided to do something to make the day a little better for him. Phew...maybe it should be a movie. : ) Thanks my friend. It was just an idea that came to me.
Oh and replacement poetry...hmm...that is a me term. I took a poem I had posted that had no activity and edited it by placing this one in its spot and then highlighted this one. So it replaced the one that was there.

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha well .. there is "replacement" everything according to google .. makes me think of times i spent on Venus Beach ... i absolutely believe you that everyone there has a kite ;)

[Lorry]

Seeing life through anothers eyes is the epitome of poetry my friend. A+. Now take a shiny gold star and go to the top of the class 😊

[willweb]

Thanks my friend but it looks like I won't be posting here anymore. The site won't let me get past the I'm not a robot box, so I can't post anything. But thanks for all of your support.

[Lorry]

It's certainly glitching. I can't change my "what's on your mind" tag and at times it feels like I'm on dial up Internet trying to change pages. Only on this site. Pfft!

[willweb]

I did figure out something that I can do though it is a pain, it will work for now. Just in case you were worried. : )