Made of paper, Oh so light,
Flies so high, yes it’s a kite.
So many colours, blue and bright,
Flap Flap Flap, I can see it fly.
Sways to my left and then to my right,
Goes up and up, above the sky.
Lifted by the wind, it twists and turns,
I hold the string tight, to watch it go high.
Enjoy the summers, for you can fly a kite,
Oh the sky is colourful, what a lovely sight!