A Red Kite
O'Look my son! Look
There's a kite flying high'
'Where Daddy, where?
Let me see!
But it has no string,
No tail of red ribbons
It has no one controlling its flight'
'Ah, no my son, it needs no string
No tail of red ribbons
No hand controlling its flight
For it's a kite of the air
A kite that is free'.